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.

a few glances at this woman? Yes, she is beautiful, but she is not as attractive as I am!’ Olga

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

Debbie snatched the box

now!” she

kept silent, but she took out the POS machine

around

darkened

you think you are? You should know your place before you go

sneered and looked Olga up

this? Who gave you the right to

say, Olga wasn’t pleased

of the Moran family, she always had people licking her boots ever since she was Little. No one had ever

before she turned around and walked up to Carlos. Playing the victim, Olga pouted her Lips at him and said,

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