Chapter 421

Samantha was dressed in the salon's white robe. She walked out of the washroom, her hair wrapped up in a towel.

There was a slight limp when she walked.

Their gazes met.

Holly pursed her lips slightly.

Samantha smiled in disdain. "Well, if it isn't Holly Sinclair."

Holly didn't want Samantha to affect her mood. So, she ignored her.

Samantha called over the receptionist. Gesturing wildly, she said, "Isn't this the most prestigious beauty salon in Jardington? Why are you letting the commoners in?"

The receptionist was dazed. "Could you please elaborate, Ms. Cott?"

Samantha pointed at Holly. "She's a country bumpkin. Letting her in is like a slap in the face to important customers like us."

Holly was already bristling because of the word "commoner". At the words "country bumpkin", she sneered and flung her disposable cup at Samantha's face.

There was a thud. The cup hit Samantha squarely on the nose.

The water immediately drenched her face.

Samantha was humiliated. She rolled