Chapter 148


    Leah stared at the manager, unfazed, to Molly’s dismay. Leah curled her lip, “I don’t think in would


    be happy to know what you’re doing now.”


    They were in a Cadart couture boutique, and in Cadart was the founder of this luxury fashion house.


    Everyone in high society knew it, so Molly was not surprised Leah knew about in.


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    The manager seemed taken aback. He raised an eyebrow, “With due respect, Mr. in Cadart has


    retired, and I think he has nothing to do with this.”


    Leah disagreed, “Yes, in has retired, and Stéphane has taken over thepany as the CEO.


    However, trust me, Stéphane won’t be pleased to know this as well.”


    Her confidence made both Molly and the manager doubt themselves for a second. Molly brushed the


    thought off. “Stop messing with us! Your petty lies are not going to work. Get out now, or I’ll get


    someone to escort you out.”


    Leah ignored Molly and continued, “The Stéphane I know would never approve of such service and


    attitude from a Cadart boutique manager.”


    The manager was stunned. He studied Leah’s face carefully, trying to recall if he had seen her


    anywhere to no avail. She was gorgeous, but he was certain she was not one of the socialites, or he


    would have seen her before.


    Molly was equally surprised. She shook her head and jeered at Leah. “Who do you think you are?


    Stéphane will never talk to someone like you. Do you think you are in the upper ss now because you


    are getting engaged with Ian? What a joke!”


    Stéphane Cadart had high standards, and he was hard to please. Molly had previously wanted to


    connect with him to get a limited edition gown, but she was rejected harshly. If Stéphane would not


    even give Molly special treatment, why would he treat Sarah differently?


    Hearing what Molly said, the manager felt relieved. He believed Leah was lying. She could not have


    known Stéphane personally. He rarely saw the CEO himself. So he asked Leah politely, “Can you


    prove to us you know our CEO personally?”


    Leah did not answer. She made a call instead. Molly mocked her, “Are you calling Ian now?” Leah


    ignored her and she began exining what happened in the boutique to someone on the phone.


    The manager could not hear the full conversation, but he grew more and more restless. When Leah


    ended the call, he was breaking out in a cold sweat. Molly continued to look at Leah with disgust. “Liar!


    You don’t have any proof, do you?”


    The manager’s cell phone rang. Startled, he quickly picked up the call. He was dumbfounded when he


    saw who was calling him. He nced at Leah before answering.


    “Mr. Cadart,” the manager spoke. It was Stéphane, the CEO he rarely saw, who called him. Stéphane


    wasted no time giving the manager a piece of his mind.


    The manager held his breath until Stéphane was finished. He apologized to Stéphane over the phone,


    “I’m so sorry for this terrible misunderstanding. I will personally see to it Ms. White gets top-notch


    service from Cadart.”


    Stéphane ended the call abruptly. The manager nced up at Leah once again. “Ms. White, I’m sorry


    for what happened. I didn’t know you were Mr. Cadart’s friend. Please ept my most sincere


    apologies.”


    Molly couldn’t believe her eyes. The turn of events threw her off guard. Sarah was Stéphane’s friend.


    How could it be true?


    On the other hand, Leah remained calm. “Can I continue shopping here then?” The manager nodded


    frantically. “Of course! To make it up to you, Mr. Cadart has ordered all your purchases today in Cadart


    boutique to beplimentary.”


    Leah declined the offer, “Thanks but I can pay for my dresses.” She continued to chat with the


    manager, ignoring Molly. It made Molly’s stomach turn.


    Outraged, Molly raised her voice, “So what if you know Stéphane? It’s all bullshit! I’m never shopping at


    Cadart ever again.” She stormed out of the boutique without even taking her gown.


    Ian returned shortly after with a concerned look. Leah had selected a gown, and she was getting


    measurements for it. She noticed his frown, “Has anything happened at work?”


    “It’s nothing, don’t worry,” Ian shook his head, trying to conceal his real emotions. To stop Leah from


    pressing on the matters, he quickly asked, “Have you found anything you like?”


    Leah nodded. “Yes, I have. Would you like to see it now?” Ian forced a smile, “It’s okay. I’d love


    anything you like. I’ll head over to pay for it now.”


    When Ian was about to pay, the manager stopped him, “Don’t worry about it, Mr. Cadart has ordered


    for Ms. White’s dress to beplimentary.”


    “Complimentary? Why?” Ian was surprised. The manager swiftly answered, “Mr. Cadart had only


    announced it a moment ago.” He did not mention Molly as he did not want to upset her either.


    Ian was taken aback. He did not know Mr. Cadart and Leah knew each other. Leah had never


    mentioned it to him. Leah walked over and interrupted his train of thought, “Let’s go now.”


    She hesitated for a second before holding his arm. Ian was pleasantly surprised by the affectionate


    gesture. He brushed off any doubts he had and he left the boutique with Leah, arm in arm.


    They were so happy they did not notice someone was watching them.