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!”

to get a limited edition gown, but she was rejected harshly. If Stéphane would not even give Molly

Molly 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

a call instead. Molly mocked her, “Are you calling Ian now?” Leah ignored her and she

was breaking out in a cold sweat. Molly continued to look at Leah with disgust. “Liar! You don’t have any proof,

the call. He was dumbfounded when he saw

who called

“I’m so sorry for this terrible misunderstanding. I will personally

Leah once again. “Ms. White, I’m sorry for what happened. I didn’t know you were Mr. Cadart’s friend. Please accept

threw her off guard.

I continue shopping here then?” The manager nodded frantically. “Of course! To make it up to you, Mr. Cadart has ordered all your purchases

I can pay for my dresses.” She continued to chat with the manager, ignoring Molly. It

It’s all bullshit! I’m never shopping at Cadart

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