Sally said while playing with her phone, “Relax. Mr. Shane is probably on his way here.”

“I’m just worried he’d be late and Nat won’t even get to see him for the last time,” Joyce snapped back.

Sally almost choked when she heard that. “For the last time? Are you cursing Mr. Shane or Nat?”

Only then did Joyce realize her mistake. Smacking her forehead, she bemoaned, “What’s wrong with me? Sorry, Nat. D*mn my mouth!”

“It’s fine.” Natalie shook her head with a chuckle. “Let’s just wait. Sal is right. He’s probably on the way here.”

Joyce shrugged and stopped talking after that.

Suddenly, an annoying high-pitched voice reached their ears. “Why, if it isn’t Sally and Natalie? Fancy meeting you both here. Where are you heading off to?”

Hannah sashayed over in a pair of shades and high heels.

but decided to

hand, got to her feet and countered, “What does where we’re going have

based on your standards, I doubt you’re going anywhere impressive. I, on the other hand, am participating in a national competition. It’s one of the top events in the fashion design industry. I bet you’re jealous,

that you’re only a nameless designer, while you’re a trashy model.” She pointed at Natalie, then at

corners of Natalie, Joyce, and Sally’s

at Hannah

a model from your batch, right? Is she cuckoo or

doubt about that. Otherwise,

a contemptuous glance. “You should pay the doctor a visit if you have a condition

Natalie remained silent, a chuckle escaped

make Hannah feel insulted. The latter took off her shades and revealed a

know where we’re going but you went ahead to make idiotic assumptions. What

about, but we’re also participating in it. Like you, I was also

arm over Natalie’s

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