I don’t believe someone as lowly as Arielle are friends with these people! Fanny must have mistaken her for another Ms. Sannie, and Arielle must have taken advantage of it and played along!
“Arielle Moore!” Yvette walked up to her and raised her voice. “Enough with your act! Aren’t you from the countryside? How did you know a designer from Feature?”
When Arielle was about to defend herself, Fanny stepped in. “So you’re saying I don’t know who am I talking to? Do you think I’m blind? We don’t welcome uncouth customers in our shop. Please leave.”
Yvette looked at her in disbelief. “How dare you? Do you not know that I can easily destroy your company with a snap of the fingers?”
Fanny titled her chin. “Try me.”
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