Sally said while playing with her phone, “Relax. Mr. Shane is probably on his way here.”

“I'm just worried he'd be late and Nat won't even get to see him for the last time,” Joyce snapped back.

Sally almost choked when she heard that. “For the last time? Are you cursing Mr. Shane or Nat?”

Only then did Joyce realize her mistake. Smacking her forehead, she bemoaned, “What's wrong with me? Sorry, Nat. D*mn my mouth!”

“It's fine.” Natalie shook her head with a chuckle. “Let's just wait. Sal is right. He's probably on the way here.”

Joyce shrugged and stopped talking after that.

Suddenly, an annoying high-pitched voice reached their ears. “Why, if it isn't Sally and Natalie? Fancy meeting you both here. Where are you heading off to?”

Hannah sashayed over in a pair of shades and high heels.

frowned slightly, but decided

got to her feet and countered, “What does where we're going have

I, on the other hand, am participating in a national competition. It's one of the top events in the fashion design industry. I bet you're jealous, huh?” Hannah stifled a smug

a nameless designer, while you're a trashy model.” She pointed at Natalie, then at Sally. “So both of you have probably never heard about this competition. I bet you have no idea what I was

of Natalie, Joyce, and

and Sally, who were looking at Hannah like she was the world's

is a model from your batch, right? Is she cuckoo or something?” Joyce made a circular motion

that. Otherwise,

the doctor a visit if you have a condition instead of

remained silent, a chuckle escaped her

The latter took off her shades and revealed a face that was contorted with anger. “How dare you

where we're going but you went

sneered. “Sorry to burst your bubble, Hannah, but not only do we know what competition you're talking about, but we're also participating in it.

over Natalie's shoulder and

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