Chloe Alden glared at Cecilia Vaughn and Mona Summers with eyes full of fury, nearly about to spit out three liters of blood!
The dress she spent a hundred and thirty thousand on was already a bitter purchase, and now finding out it was originally meant for a seventy or eighty-year-old woman made her want to kill Cecilia Vaughn!
If the money hadn't already been spent, she'd have loved to slap the dress right across Cecilia Vaughn's face!
"Cecilia Vaughn, did you plan this all along?!"
Recalling Cecilia Vaughn's strange and astonished look from before, the more Chloe Alden thought about it, the more something felt off.
Although she wasn't as scheming as Fiona Vaughn, she certainly wasn't so naive.
...
Chloe Alden clenched the garment bag tightly, her molars nearly ground to bits!
"Cecilia Vaughn, you really set me up like this?"
"If it weren't for you goading me into buying this dress, who the hell would want a dress meant for an old lady!"
