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."

phone from my right ear to my left as I hung my bag on my

is what happened; I was at this store I usually frequent whenever

"Yeah."

ever, I looked for over an hour and the store had nothing that I wanted. I was

I could picture the outfit in my mind. "God! I feel like crying over the loss of that outfit," I cried out to

out there, babe. You'd

because it's something I don't really wear or

my heart the moment I set eyes on

it

it? A sundress?"

I will get there." I took a deep breath as I prepared to create a vivid image of the treasure I had lost by describing it to Ana. "First of all, the

picture the squeeze of her brows as she quipped. "But

a seat in one of the metal benches. "Red has never really been my thing but it

muttered. She must be disappointed at the brief description I gave. "So what happened? You bought it and it was not

Though my action caused some passersby to give me weird looks but I didn't

it, some girl

"I am

is so rude, my God, she lacks the littlest

these entitled