Arianne immediately paused in mid-action.
“Are you for real? Do you only see with your eyes and avoid using your damn head?” she snapped. “Ever heard of two-faced fakers? Or are you doubting my character already? Or maybe you think I’m being overdramatic and raging over a nothing burger!”
“What? No, man! That was a genuine question, c’mon, don’t be pissed, please,” he replied quickly. “It’s just that... what I saw from my interaction with her and what you told me combined show a downright terrifying character. She acts like she’s chummy with you in public, but in the shadows? She schemes against you and plots your doom! You know, before you came, she struck a conversation with me, and there wasn’t a single line throughout when she mentioned anything bad about you. It had been heaps of praises after praises, and at one point, she even lamented about the divorce between you and Mr. Tremont. She was acting so convincing that, I admit, I almost tipped over into believing her.”
Arianne was close to erupting into scornful laughter. Was this Shelly’s desperate grab at collecting supporters? What a two-faced, disingenuous, disgusting little b*tch!
Even as morning turned into afternoon, Shelly had yet to leave the company. She ostensibly wanted to invite the management higher-ups to lunch, and as the company’s premier fashion designers, Sylvain and Arianne were also invited.
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