Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0280

CLARA

Flashing a smile at the old lady who smiled at me as our eyes met, I dug into my purse to fish my ringing phone while simultaneously making my way out of the airport.

My face lit up at the caller's ID.

"Hey, bestie," I chirped as I pressed the phone to

my ear.

"Hey," Ana's voice came from the other end. "I saw your text about the store and all."

"Oh that," my lips twisted and I felt the anger I had tucked away slowly rise back to the surface.

"Yeah, I didn't really get you. You seemed to have typed in a rush or something, there were some typos." "Oh, I didn't type in a rush, I was blinded by anger when was typing it out," I said bluntly.

"Oh?"

"I needed to let it out to stop myself from screaming in front of the road or pulling out the lady's hair and giving the manager a solid piece of my mind!"

"Oh oh," a small laugh escaped her, "Calm down now, will you? I'm still in the dark."

changed my phone from my right ear to my left

at this store

"Yeah."

the first time ever, I looked for over an hour and the store had nothing that I

after aimlessly wandering around, refusing to give up, I finally saw this outfit that I loved!" I closed my eyes and I could picture the outfit in my mind. "God! I feel like crying over the

there, babe. You'd get another. But what made this one

know. I think because it's something I don't really wear

heart the moment I set eyes

it

dress was it? A

image of the treasure I had lost by

the squeeze of her brows as she quipped. "But you don't like red. Well, more like

benches. "Red has never really been my thing but it did not stop me from loving it. So it was actually a suit, a blood red velvet blazer

be disappointed at the brief description I gave. "So what

didn't even get to test it," I blurted sadly, my lips pulled downward. Though my

it, some

"I am so

God, she lacks the littlest of manners and she

of these entitled people,