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.

few glances at this woman? Yes, she is beautiful, but she is

Debbie snapped at her, “Why are you looking at me Like that? Besides,

the box from Olga’s

paying for this now!”

took out the POS machine

card before she turned around to pack the box

face darkened

like that? Who do you think you are? You should know your place before you go shopping in a

and looked Olga up and

this? Who gave you the right to look down upon

Olga wasn’t pleased by

licking her boots

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

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