The assistant, startled, took this as a cue to leave.

Yulia approached, her voice cold, “If you have a problem, say it to my face. Don’t gossip behind my back. You’re a high society lady, not gossiping housewife, it doesn’t look good, you know?”

Carmella’s face darkened, “Have you ever respected me? I’m your designer, you had Estelle design your dress, where does that leave me

Yulia shot back mercilessly, “Your designs are crap. If it wasn’t for Finley Gould, do you think I’d still hire you? Now you remember, you’re my designer. So where were you last night?”

The color drained from Carmella’s face.

cozy up to Yvonne, hoping to get some fashion resources from her. Last night, Yvonne invited her

Yvonne. She couldn’t get through to

her.

in. So, she waited outside for three hours, hounded by reporters who

she casually brushed it off saying

when Carmella realized she’d been played by Yvonne.

offend Yvonne and couldn’t understand

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