Hannah stared at Natalie with a pale face. “You’re the designer for Project Rebirth?”
She knew about Project Rebirth and had also seen it before. Not only that, but she was also deeply awed by it.
Never did she expect that Natalie was the designer of all those clothes.
Hannah was rendered inarticulate as fury and shame coursed through her.
How she wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole right then.
She felt downright humiliated.
“Well, why didn’t you just say so? You did it on purpose, didn’t you? You wanted to humiliate me!” Hannah pointed at Natalie and yelled.
Natalie raised a brow at her, looking at her like she was a freak.
Meanwhile, Joyce let out a sardonic laugh. “Are you f*cking nuts? I’m truly amazed by your ability to bend the truth. You were obviously the one who didn’t get your facts straight, but now you’re accusing Nat of not telling you? Who do you think you are? Why would Nat waste her energy on humiliating you?”
“Yeah! It’s Nat’s choice whether or not she wants to reveal her personal information. How dare you turn around and accuse her? I’ve never seen anyone as shameless as you, Hannah.” Sally echoed Joyce’s sentiment.
“Y-You…” Unable to win the argument, Hannah stomped her foot in anger.
Just then, a woman scurried over with her bag slung over her shoulder. “Hannah, what are you doing?”
“Ms. Syke, thank God you’re here. They’re all ganging up on me.” As though she had seen her savior, Hannah immediately complained to Jessie.
Natalie and the other two girls rolled their eyes in unison.
They had truly underestimated Hannah’s capability of being shameless.
She was clearly the one who came looking for trouble first.
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