Eliana brushed aside the earlier controversy and concentrated on her work. She began to sort out the clothes carefully, giving her all in her task.

Tania, however, wouldn’t stop bugging Eliana. She dared not harass Eliana openly after getting reprimanded by Nicole, but opted to making life difficult for Eliana in more inconspicuous ways.

“You know, someone did good styling once by pure luck and starts thinking she is real stylists. She even goes as far as trying to steal other people’s jobs! Really, doesn’t she know her place? Mr. Moran’s mistress can do anything, so why does she have to play games here? She’s just trampling on other people’s efforts!” Tania drawled, purposefully raising her voice so everyone could hear her.

It was all too obvious that she was insulting Eliana.

At this point, Eliana couldn’t stand Tania’s harassment any longer. She was seething.

Twenty-five thousand dollars be damned! Did Tania think she was a pushover? Well, Tania was about to learn otherwise! And so, Eliana turned to Tania with a furious snarl.

“Who are you talking about, Tania? Maybe in your eyes, I’m just an outsider who’s just acting as a part-time stylist. But I have never underestimated this job, not even once! I had chosen several outfits earlier, and I had already showed you the one I picked for Nicole.”

To prove her point, Eliana took out a sketch and handed it to Tania. Since she used to be a designer, she was used to drawing her inspirations. This job was no exception, and it so happened that this was the perfect time to use the sketch as evidence.

However, Tania didn’t even bat an eye at it. Instead she waved her hand callously and smacked the paper and pen away, letting them fall to the floor.

“Oh, I’m sorry! My hand… slipped. It’s just a sketch. You won’t be mad at me, right?”

Tania shook her hands and pretended to be apologetic, but she didn’t sound sorry. Her eyes were full of provocation, as if she was challenging Eliana to retaliate.

It was clear that she regarded Eliana as a complete pushover.

her blood boil. Her anger exploded in her

her just deserts. Yet just as she was about to make her move,

bag?!” Tania roared, rubbing her

“I did.”

clothes. She had been the one who threw the bag at Tania. As it was filled

you! You’re on Eliana’s side! You hit me because of

Wilson…” Nana’s face suddenly turned pale, and she stammered in a trembling voice. “I’m so sorry.

decided to imitate

to the latter, repeating them

had used, Tania felt like she had been slapped

her turn to be angry. She was so furious that she almost couldn’t

was lying on the floor and looked at it. She then went on to exclaim loudly, making sure Tania would hear every word. “Some people just do it casually, but they’re a hundred times better than a so-called professional stylist. I wonder, what does it mean? It’s obvious that you don’t have talent. Your work is subpar. No wonder so many people on the Internet commented on how ugly Nicole’s styling is! Looks like they were

rose to heated whispers from the surrounding

were venomous. Tania, who had gone through

In the first place, Nicole has a lot of antis! People insult her because she doesn’t look good enough, not because the style is bad!” Tania barked

sense a golden opportunity.

teach Tania a lesson the latter would

it, she took out her phone and sent a

I think you’re so subpar that you

Eliana deliberately added fuel

had nothing to do with me. In fact, I’d say she’s the

She raised her phone and

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