Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Shopping

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Chapter 115

~Zara’s POV~

Turning, I found myself face-to-face with Zoe, her lips twisted into a smirk. Instantly, anger surged within me. Of all people, it had to be her.

"It’s mine," she stated more clearly now and even in the most infuriatingly annoying voice ever.

"Back off, Zoe," I said calmly, keeping my hold on the dress.

Zoe’s expression darkened as she tugged at the fabric. "You really don’t know your place, do you, Zara? Acting all high and mighty—"

Before she could finish, Aira appeared by my side, glaring at Zoe with fierce protectiveness. "Excuse me? Who do you think you’re talking to?"

Zoe looked at her dismissively. "I don’t care who you are. This is between me and her."

Aira’s expression hardened, and I could feel her preparing to give Zoe a piece of her mind. But before she could, I held up a hand, signaling her to stop.

I turned back to Zoe with a smirk, letting her know I wasn’t about to back down.

With a swift motion, I released my hold on the dress—but not without delivering a sharp slap to her cheek. Zoe stumbled back, eyes wide with shock, her hand flying to her face as she let the gown fall from her hand.

I picked it up, holding it with much pride as though I won a lottery.

"If it’s not believing for you enough, let me know, I can adda bonus slap."

"You dare—" she hissed, her voice shaking.

"You think a slap is daring?" I replied coolly, crossing my arms. "You haven’t seen anything yet."

Zoe regained her composure and glared at us both. "Do you even know who I am?" she scoffed, straightening herself up as if that would somehow intimidate us. "You think you can just walk in here and take what you want? Let me tell you, my father’s an investor here. One word from me, and he’ll pull his support from this brand."

I held back a laugh, but Aira was visibly amused. Zoe had no idea who she was dealing with, and her bravado only made the situation more ridiculous.

One of the guards who Snow had attached by my side when he was not with me, stepped in, clearly alarmed by the commotion.

He dipped his head low to Aira respectfully. Due to the colour hair change Aira had made when she returned, one would not easily recognize her, especially with those contact lenses.

"Lady Aira," he said, "apologies for the disturbance. Please, do not report this to your ather, Alpha Storm. I’ll remove this... nuisance immediately."

The colour drained from Zoe’s face as the guard addressed Aira by name. She looked from him to us, her confidence crumbling just slightly.

But before the guard could act, the boutique manager approached, looking uneasy. "Ladies, please," she said, her gaze flitting nervously between us. "Perhaps we could resolve this without any... scene?"

Good. Finally someone with more sense than Zoe.