Chapter: 8

Olga Moran, her curly brunette hair tied back into a chic updo, walked up to them, arm in arm with Carlos. She unfurled her slender fingers with painted fingernails and gracefully took the box of Lipsticks from

Debbie’s hand.

“I’ll take this. Pack this for me!”

Then she looked at Debbie up and down with a contemptuous smile on her

Lips.

In her eyes, Debbie was just a college student pretending to be high-class and elegant.

this woman? Yes, she is beautiful, but

“Why are you looking at me Like that? Besides, how do

snatched the box

paying for this now!” she said

kept silent, but she took out the

turned around to pack the

darkened at

You should know

and looked Olga up and

you deserve to shop at a nice establishment Like this? Who gave you the right to look down upon others?

to say, Olga wasn’t pleased by the way Debbie

always had people licking her boots ever since she was Little. No

up to Carlos. Playing the victim, Olga pouted her Lips at him and said, “Mr. Hilton, that

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