Chapter 1133


    Chapter 1133 She Is Not A Thief


    Smiling sweetly, J picked up pieces of fabric of the right color and put them in her arms. “He did


    something wrong so now, he’s been trying to make up for it.”


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    It may not sound like it but J knew Brandon had been trying to change for her. She appreciated it


    wholeheartedly and though she was too shy to say it out loud, she believed that true love was meant to


    inspire people to change for the better.


    As if on cue, the door opened, and a colleague peeked from it, seemingly in a hurry. “J, you’re


    needed out here. The security guards just escorted out the client you brought to the VIP room.”


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    “What? Why?” Elizabeth asked in surprise. “I don’t know too. Let’s check what happened outside.


    Come on, J ran out, still clutching the fabric in her arms.


    Several security guards were dragging Hannah out of the VIP room.


    “Stop!” J rushed to where Hannah was and pushed the security guards away. With furrowed


    eyebrows, she asked, “Who ordered you to escort my client out?”


    A woman turned to look at J. She wasughing a second ago but stopped and was now sizing


    J up “It was me. Do you have a problem with that?”


    From the side, the woman looked like J. Especially since she also had long curly hair. However,


    when facing forward, her arrogant and domineering aura came into full view. Her face was extremely


    pretty. She had beautiful eyes and a delicate nose. The small mole on her tall nose made her even


    more attractive. Her gaze swept across the room with her chin tilted up. She looked really arrogant.


    Not knowing who the woman in front of her was, J frowned and asked, “Who are you? Why did you


    drive my client away?”


    “I’m the designer here.” Crossing her arms over her chest, the woman confidently said, “W Marks


    doesn’t wee poor people. Moreover, this old woman here tried to steal the desserts I brought


    here.”


    “This is Mandy Hamilton. She has juste back from abroad after working with many brands in


    Paris.” Elizabeth walked over and reminded J. “She’s coborating with Mr. Wesley on a project so


    she’s beening to W Marks often these days. Since you just requested an annual leave a few days


    ago, you haven’t gotten the chance to meet her.”


    “Nice to meet you, Miss Hamilton. I’m also a designer here. This is my client, not your so-called poor


    people.” J gave Mandy a nod despite her nk expression.


    With an impassive look on her face, J looked aloof and unapproachable. Mandy was a charming


    woman with attractive foxy eyes. They lookedpletely different.


    “I’ve heard about you from Draco. You are a talented designer.” Mandy’s arrogance was no match for


    J’s indifference. Her contempt was visible in her eyes now. “But your distinguished guest stole the


    desserts I bought What should we do about it?” She repeated, voice slightly rising.


    “Hannah stealing something from you is impossible. Not to mention just desserts.” J wanted to roll


    her eyes. She didn’t believe it at all.


    Mandy walked over to Hannah, her ck high-heeled shoes cking on the floor She took Hannah’s


    hand and forced her fist to open, revealing an almost crushed pastry. She smiled triumphantly and


    showed it to everyone. “See? This is the evidence.”


    Mandy then threw away the pastry, took out her handkerchief, and wiped her hands carefully in disgust.


    Then she looked at J and sneered. “You should ask thedy for an exnation. I never wrong


    anyone.”


    J panicked but she swallowed it down. Looking at Hannah, she said softly, “Hannah, don’t be


    afraid. I know you wouldn’t do this.”


    Hannah was now red with embarrassment. She exined, “I didn’t steal it. I didn’t know thedy


    brought it herself since all the desserts were on the table. I knew you liked sweets when you were little


    so I just wanted to save some for you.’’