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

He rarely saw the CEO himself. So he

Ian now?” Leah ignored her and she began explaining what

grew more and more restless. When Leah ended the call, he was

picked up the call. He was dumbfounded when he saw

Stéphane, the CEO he rarely saw, who called him. Stéphane wasted

phone, “I’m so sorry for this terrible misunderstanding. I will personally see to it Ms. White gets top-notch service

The manager glanced up at Leah once again. “Ms. White, I’m sorry for what happened. I

eyes. The turn of events threw her off guard. Sarah was Stéphane’s

The manager nodded frantically. “Of course! To make it up to you, Mr. Cadart has ordered all your purchases

pay for my dresses.” She continued to chat with the manager, ignoring Molly. It made Molly’s

“So what if you know Stéphane? It’s all bullshit! I’m never shopping at Cadart ever again.” She stormed out of the boutique without even

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