Lazily Yours.

"Miss Gabi…" Clarisse widened her eyes, surprised at Gabi's appearance. "Why are you here?"

"Is there a reason for me not to visit this place?"

"I— " Clarisse looked at the manager before looking at Gabi. "The dress…"

"If you are talking about the red dress then… no." Gabi side-eyed Earl and saw him smiling while talking to the person on the other line.

"I-"

"Clarisse… since they didn't want to give the dress then just leave. We can always find some sponsors. I am sure that many people would want to pay us to wear their dresses. We don't need this place."

"Sasha… don't be like that…"

Gabi snorted inwardly. Right now, Clarisse's voice sounded gentle, it was the exact opposite of the voice that she used earlier when she was shouting about the dress. The changes were mind-boggling, even the manager was speechless.

"Miss Gabi… I really like that dress… so…"

"No."

"Miss Gabi… if you want… I will pay for the dress."

"Nope," Gabi answered. She was honestly enjoying this.

"Miss Gabi, isn't this just a dress?" Sasha uttered. "I don't think it's that big of a deal. This store has a lot of dresses. While that dress is something that Clarisse will use to help promote the store. I think the difference in value was too obvious."

Gabi shrugged. This time, Earl was already done talking to his phone he nudged her and gave her a thumbs up.

"Hah… I never thought that one day, I would argue with someone over a dress. Come on Clarisse… let's leave this place. Hmph! I am sure that many brands would beg us to wear their dress once they knew that this transaction is a failure."

"Miss Sasha… please wait. Let me just…"

"Enough! You can't convince her! Can't you see? She is completely looking down on us. Rich people always act like this! Let's go, Clarisse… Let's just tell Mr. Yu later about this. And you…" Sasha pointed at the manager. "You should pack your things in advance. You know how Mr. Yu is Clarisse's partner and yet you dare treat us like this!"

Gabi's lips twitched. They purposely mentioned Mr. Yu to let her know who was backing them. "Mr. Yu… like the son of the owner of this boutique?"

"That's right!" Sasha smirked when she saw Gabi's expression. Sasha and Clarisse didn't come from a well-off family. They just gain their money and fame because of social media. However, now that they are already famous, many people still looked down on them. Rich people laughed at them and treat them as clowns and prostitutes who would do everything for fame and money.

Sasha and Clarisse decided to come here and stay in the City because they wanted to work and prove to those people that they have real careers too! They don't sell their bodies and they don't just dance in front of the camera wearing their underwear!

"So… It was Mr. Yu's son…"

"Well… he might be the youngest but Mr. Yu favored him a lot," Sasha said. In fact, Sasha was already aware of Gabi's identity because Clarisse told her that she met Gabi once. And just like what Clarisse said, Gabi was indeed someone who looked down on them.

It was pathetic!

Sasha knew that this woman grew up rich. Her mother and father were both rich and she inherited everything. Gabi didn't even have a real job and just spent her money shopping and traveling! At twenty, she does not go to school anymore, does not have any job, and just received her money from the stocks that she inherited from her mother.

Is that something to be proud of?

Unlike Gabi, Sasha and Clarisse worked their ass off to have more followers and earn their first sponsorship! Compared to them, Gabi just had everything the moment she was born!

How hateful!

Someone like this didn't have the right to treat them like trash!

She didn't have the right to look down on them!

"Miss Gabi… this… we can't let the old man involve in something like this. Miss Gabi, isn't this just a dress?" Once again the manager tried to convince her but all she could hear were bla bla bla. It was tiring.

The manager already told her everything. What was the use of saying it again? Did he think that the name of the owner of the boutique could scare her? "True… " Gabi nodded. "It was just a dress."

Sasha snorted when she heard Gabi's words. Obviously, the name intimidated her. Mr. Yu is indeed influential. In fact, the whole Yu Family is very influential. It's not because they are the richest family but it was because they owned a lot of malls and grocery stores in the country!

"But I don't want to give it to other people." Gabi's words halted Sasha's thoughts.

"But what about Mr. Yu?" Sasha asked.

"What about him?" Gabi asked. "Did you think the old man would offend me?" Gabi sneered.

"You— "

"Even his son can't do anything about it." Gabi walked towards Clarisse and tucked a loose strand of her long hair behind her ears. "Do you want to know why?"

Clarisse paled. The close proximity seemed suffocating. Gabi was younger than them by a couple of years, however, right now, she looked like she was someone above them.

"I— "

Gabi leaned forward and whispered, "He won't offend a shareholder like me… just for his son's girlfriend."

"You— "

Sasha who was standing close to Clarisse stilled when she heard Gabi's words. "Shareholder?" Was this the reason why this woman was so smug? She was actually a shareholder? No wait… she wasn't exactly the shareholder.

"Miss Gabi… you looked really proud that you own some stocks in this company. But let me ask you this. The shares that you owned… isn't that something that your parents give you?"

"And so?" Gabi smiled. Is there something wrong with inheriting the things that her mother owned?

"And so? You are asking us about that?" Sasha's eyes turned sharp, malevolence glinted in her irises. "We achieve everything that we have now because of hard work! While you have what you have now because of your parents. You haven't worked a single job since you were born and yet you dare to ask us that?"

"Sasha… enough…"

"No Clarisse… both of us hate people like this. People who think they are above us just because of their family. What was she proud about? You… why are you laughing?"

"It's because you are amusing," Gabi answered. "I was wondering how you became an influencer. Then I realized… it must be because you are good at joking. People would love to have a good laugh after a long tiring day, no?"

"You— "

"Sasha... Enough… let's just leave." Clarisse gritted her teeth. She knew how malicious Gabi is. All she wanted was to leave before everyone in the boutique would hear them. They were lucky that they were still in the VIP section of the boutique. Aside from the staff who were enjoying the show, no one else was here.

When it comes to the staff, dealing with them would be easy. She could just let her man fire them. However… Sasha is a bit different. She isn't the smartest and she is very impulsive. She won't be able to deal with Gabi at all!

"How dare you call me a comedian?" Of course, Sasha was already seeing red. Gabi was really looking down on her! She even tried to insult her! How dare she! Sasha wanted to slap this woman but she was scared that Gabi would sue her! She knew that Gabi hold a lot of influence simply because she knew a lot of people in the government because of her father!

"Ohhh… you said that yourself. I just said you were funny."

"You— "

"Miss Gabi please… don't provoke my friend anymore."

"Provoke her? I was praising her." When it comes to words, Gabi was very confident in her skills— of course, this is except that old fox Aden.

Wait… why was she thinking of that old man?

"Anyway… the shares are under my name so… you can't do anything about it," Gabi uttered. "As a shareholder of the mall itself, I have perks too."

"Hah… I have never seen someone so despicable my whole life."

"Despicable?" Gabi snorted. "Yeah… so what? What can you do about it?"

Sasha almost exploded from anger. Not only was this woman so despicable, but she was also the most shameless human that Sasha met! Sasha wanted to explode! Rage coursed through her veins. Just as the was about the erupt, Clarisse suddenly received a call.

"It's Oppa…"

"Then answer him! He must be curious if you have already chosen a dress! Tell him about this woman!" Sasha immediately urged her friend to answer the call.

"Hello?" Clarisse said in a sweet voice. Her expression was that of someone who was talking to someone they really love— it was foolish. However, this expression didn't last too long. Soon, tears started to stream down Clarisse's cheeks. Clearly, her boyfriend wasn't just asking her about the dress.