Leah stared at the manager, unfazed, to Molly’s dismay. Leah curled her lip, “I don’t think Alain would be happy to know what you’re doing now.”

They were in a Cadart couture boutique, and Alain Cadart was the founder of this luxury fashion house. Everyone in high society knew it, so Molly was not surprised Leah knew about Alain.

The manager seemed taken aback. He raised an eyebrow, “With due respect, Mr. Alain Cadart has retired, and I think he has nothing to do with this.”

Leah disagreed, “Yes, Alain has retired, and Stéphane has taken over the company as the CEO. However, trust me, Stéphane won’t be pleased to know this as well.”

Her confidence made both Molly and the manager doubt themselves for a second. Molly brushed the thought off. “Stop messing with us! Your petty lies are not going to work. Get out now, or I’ll get someone to escort you out.”

Leah ignored Molly and continued, “The Stéphane I know would never approve of such service and attitude from a Cadart boutique manager.”

The manager was stunned. He studied Leah’s face carefully, trying to recall if he had seen her anywhere to no avail. She was gorgeous, but he was certain she was not one of the socialites, or he would have seen her before.

Molly was equally surprised. She shook her head and jeered at Leah. “Who do you think you are? Stéphane will never talk to someone like you. Do you think you are in the upper class now because you are getting engaged with Ian? What a joke!”

with him to get a limited edition gown, but she was rejected harshly.

said, the manager felt relieved. He believed Leah was lying. She could not have known Stéphane personally. He rarely saw the CEO himself. So he asked Leah politely, “Can you prove to us you know our

call instead. Molly mocked her, “Are you calling Ian now?” Leah ignored her and she began explaining what happened in the boutique to

When Leah ended the call, he was breaking out in a cold sweat. Molly continued to look at Leah

picked up the call. He was dumbfounded when he saw who was calling

Cadart,” the manager spoke. It was Stéphane, the CEO he rarely saw, who

his breath until Stéphane was finished. He apologized to Stéphane over the phone, “I’m so

White, I’m sorry for what happened. I

her off guard. Sarah was Stéphane’s friend. How

nodded frantically. “Of course! To make it up to you, Mr. Cadart

the offer, “Thanks but I can pay for my dresses.” She continued to chat with the manager, ignoring Molly. It made

“So what if you know Stéphane? It’s all bullshit! I’m never shopping at Cadart ever again.” She stormed out of

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