“Do you think a simple SORRY would suffice? Do you know how much this (dress) cost!? You’ve ruined my day!” Yoi continued to make a fuss and she was simmering in anger.
What a spoiled and bratty woman!
Dorie was not a guileless person either, she would feel no burden letting the lady have a taste of her own medicine. She faked a mannered smile and said, “Miss, I have given you my sincerest apology, is there anything else you need?”
“APOLOGY?! Your apology is practically useless! Do you know you’ve RUINED my day!?” Yoi continued to squeal and wail.
Dorie eyed her as though her bull-shit-meter was ticking at the red zone,
“Cool, if it’s useless then forget about it!”
And her reply made Yoi almost chocked with anger. Just when she was about to explode, she noticed another lady beside Dorie.
Annabelle!
She was still marinated in resentment towards Annabelle due to the afternoon episode. And now they meet again.
The flames of rage licked through her once more…
“YOU AGAIN!”
Annabelle stepped forward unwillingly, she tried to be polite and said, “Miss Han, my friend here really did not mean…”
“Do you think apologizing will help? I reckon the two of you were deliberately trying to cause trouble!” Yoi interrupted.
Annabelle frowned distastefully at her rudeness. But before she could say anything, another person appeared by the doorway and walked towards Yoi.
It was none other than Alistair!
Annabelle’s stomach instantly dropped in dismay. She avoided eye contact and went stone-faced.
Dorie stared at Mu with an exaggerated jaw-drop as if next thing her tongue would roll out like a red carpet. She then turned her stiffened neck back and looked at Annabelle worriedly.
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