Chapter 4

"Self-defense?

"Is that starry dress custom-made for protection too?" I sneered.

I pointed to her dress.

"This season's starry dress, only three exist, each embroidered with special silver thread.

"But yours..." I said, pointing under her arm.

"See this hole? I burned it last week while having hot pot.

"The dry cleaner said the repair was obvious, so I tossed it.

"Who knew Amelia would grab it and show it off like her prize?" I added.

"No way!" Stacy shrieked.

"This is couture! Susanna, stop lying! You're just a delivery girl, have you ever seen real couture?" she sneered.

I…