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

her feet and countered, “What does where

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, huh?” Hannah

something. “Oh, look at my terrible memory. I almost forgot that you’re only a nameless designer, while you’re a trashy model.” She

Joyce, and Sally’s

Sally, who were looking at Hannah like she

your batch, right? Is she cuckoo or something?” Joyce made

that. Otherwise, she wouldn’t say something

should pay the doctor

a chuckle

feel insulted. The latter took off her shades and revealed a face that was contorted with anger. “How dare you call me

even know where we’re going but you went ahead to make idiotic

you’re talking about, but we’re also participating in it. Like you, I was also invited to be their model. And Nat is the

draped an arm over Natalie’s shoulder and smiled

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