"Not everyone is as hardworking and striving as you. What you're desperate for, is what I merely toss away casually."
"Why are you even here then?" Molly retorted.
"Recovered from your last injury yet?" Arabella coldly reminded from the side. "No more pain?"
"You two!" Myra glared at them angrily, turned around and stormed off in a huff.
Several designers around were stunned. What injury? What did they mean? Was Myra hurt by them last time?
Was it Molly and her assistant?
Oh my God.
That's some hot gossip!
Seeing Myra storm back to her seat, Designer One quickly made her a cup of coffee. "Miss, here's your coffee."
"Hmm." Myra took a sip and then splashed the coffee on the designer's clothes. "Are you trying to burn me?"
"I'm sorry." The designer was terrified, ignored his own burn and quickly apologized. "I forgot to warn you, it was made with boiling water."
"Stay away from me!" Myra's mood instantly worsened.
Designer Two quickly offered her some sweets. "Miss, would you like to have a bite? I heard sweets can lighten up your mood."
"Are you trying to make me nauseous or fat first thing in the morning? So, you can hook up with my boyfriend when I get ugly?"
Designer Two was quite frightened and quickly apologized. "Miss, you misunderstood, I didn't mean it."
"What have you bought me, some cheap street food?" Myra glanced at the brand of the sweet, not recognizing the small local manufacturer, and yelled impatiently, "Get lost!"
"Miss, the competition hasn't started yet. Shall I give you a shoulder massage?" Designer Three approached gently.
"You're sensible!" Myra let her massage for a bit, then grew irritated again. "Didn't you eat breakfast? Why is your massage so weak?"
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