Chapter 73

There was quite a commotion, loud enough for everyone to hear.

Penelope chuckled, sipping her lemon water, seemingly pleased with the outcome. Although she hadn't interacted with Miranda directly, she was aware of the recent competition for her resources, which left an impression.

In the entertainment industry, such battles were nothing new. Miranda still attempted to cut ahead of Penelope in line for her custom-made gown, which seemed a bit excessive. It was satisfying for Penelope to see Miranda fail to get what she wanted.

The store manager was inside. Even if they managed to produce the dress today, which seemed unlikely, Miranda probably wouldn't be satisfied. She would end up bearing the brunt of the blame. "We've done our best..."

"What kind of effort did you put in? Everyone else is dressed perfectly, but only Miranda's gown isn't done. You're doing this on purpose!"

"You're just accusing me."

Hearing them arguing, Miranda came out with a smile, asking in a friendly tone