"Stop!"
When everyone was about to rush into the elevator, a cold female voice suddenly sounded. Everyone turned around and looked at her.
However, the woman in the miniskirt who knocked others down didn't even look back, which made Tracey even angrier.
She was not a person who liked getting angry, but she could not help releasing temper when seeing such a rude person.
That plump woman swayed her butt and stepped into the elevator. When the elevator door was about to close, a hand was showing up to block the door.
Tracey grabbed the woman and pulled her out.
"Are you f*cking crazy?" She scolded directly. The plump woman was obviously in a bad temper.
She was wearing high heels too. Tracey suddenly let go of her hand, with the strength of dragging, the woman lost balance and heavily fell down.
"Ah!" A scream burst out in the lobby.
Everyone in the elevator was shocked. Everyone looked at this thin but tough woman. Seeing that her face was a little strange, everyone was guessing who she was.
"No need to wait for us, go up first." Tracey said calmly to the people in the elevator.
The person who held the elevator put down his hand. People inside the elevator all laughed at the embarrassed woman.
All admired in their heart that Tracey was quite a heroine and dared to fix her.
The plump woman quickly got up from the ground and stared at Tracey, who in a white shirt, ninth pants, and a pair of black high heels.
Tracey's dressing style was straight and clear, even though looked simple, every piece of them was luxury goods. They are coming from Chanel and worth tens of thousands of yuan.
Besides, the handbag, the high heels, the earrings, and the watch of her were not cheap. Her outfit totally cost around 200,000 yuan.
As a woman, how could she not be jealous for Tracey? She once took a long time to asked a man to buy her a pair of popular earrings from Chanel.
Just for showing off in front of her besties. But she could not afford that white shirt. She recognized it because she saw it in the mall not long ago.
The real rich people usually would not care about the brand too much. They would spend a lot of money buying a piece of seemingly simple clothes.
Of course, only ordinary people would care about the price tag.
Instantly, she became inferior to Tracey in terms of her clothes. The woman fixed her miniskirt and said, "B*tch, where did you come from? How dare you pull me?"
"Apologize." Hearing her arrogant words, Tracey ordered coldly.
"Apologize? Are you out of mind? Do you need a doctor?" The woman was even ruder.
"You pushed me and her just now, you should apologize to us." Tracey pointed at the little girl who was squatting on the ground and picking up the documents.
Seeing may having connections with this fierce woman, the little girl was scared and she waved her hands repeatedly.
"No, you don't have to do that."
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