"Ah, Kala's here too."
Mila spotted her, causing her face to falter slightly as she forced a smile. “You’re not too busy with work these days, huh? Here you are, lounging around the house."
One by one, they came to spoil her plans.
Kala was notoriously blunt and straightforward. At home, she spoke her mind without regard for other people's feelings.
Baron would occasionally chide her, but it was always brief and never too harsh. Hence, there was a reason for Kala's candid and carefree nature.
"Ms Clark, since when do I need to report my work schedule to you?" Kala glanced at her and spoke in an indifferent tone.
Everyone in the Brooks family knew of Mila's interest in Scott.
Kala didn't particularly like this woman; she was always scheming and plotting. Moreover, hearing rumors of Mila and Calista Pendleton's efforts to harass Vivienne only made her more disinclined to show her any friendliness.
Mila's face stiffened for a moment. "What are you saying? Our families have been old friends for years, so, as an elder, it's only natural for me to show concern."
"Ha!" Kala scoffed. She walked over to the living room and sat between Vivienne and Mila, pushing Mila to the side. "Ms Clark, what brings you here again? Didn't you have enough of my grandfather's scolding last time?"
Mila felt as if she had been slapped in the face. Her entire body felt uncomfortable. "What scolding? Kala, you must be mistaken."
If she had known Kala would be here, she would have brought Calista along.
Having her daughter, a medical genius, by her side would have given her more confidence and made her voice stronger.
"Really?" Kala laughed dismissively while looking down at the coat in her hands. "This design is a bit outdated, isn't it? It's not for Vivienne, is it? It would suit you just right."
Outdated?
It would suit her?
Upon hearing this, Mila instantly felt irritated.
Was this a roundabout way of calling her old?
"Kala, what do you mean by that?" Mila couldn't keep her composure any longer. "I bought this present for Vivienne out of genuine kindness. It's a limited-edition product that not everyone can afford. How could you say such things?"
As she spoke, she looked so hurt. She was even on the verge of tears.
Kala was dumbfounded.
Damn!
Was this a drama?
Kala rolled her eyes and spoke with a tinge of annoyance in her voice. "Ms Clark, Scott isn't here now, so who are you putting on a show for? Vivienne and me? Do you think we care about your cheap tears?"
Mila stiffened. She was ready to burst into a mad rage at any moment. Yet she held it back, saying, "Kala, you're being very mean. I brought a gift for Vivienne, and you insulted it right in front of me. Is this the kind of manners the Brooks family teaches their children?"
Mila, being a renowned pianist, was always surrounded by a halo of fame and adoration from her fans. There was always a tinge of arrogance deep within her, which made her constantly display an air of superiority in front of Vivienne.
Kala was speechless. "Your coat is outdated, and I'm not allowed to say it?"
With that, she turned to Vivienne. "Vivienne, what do you say? Was I wrong in my judgement?"
Vivienne finally lifted her eyes slightly and glanced at the coat.
"The stitching is outdated; the embellishments are too cluttered, and the color is extremely dull." She scoffed lightly, then returned her attention to her phone. "Myrna is really falling behind."
Myrna had consulted her before, and she had given a few pointers.
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