My mom's face was as cold as ice.
"Take them back? The packaging has already been opened. The fitting records have been filed. Some of them have even worn the gowns and posted photos of them online. Who would still dare lend them out as brand-new collection pieces?"
Someone shrank back and muttered, "Still, you can't really force us to come up with over a million dollars."
My mom glanced at her. "Nobody dragged you here to try them on. Nobody forced your hand to sign. When our staff read the terms, you all had your ears wide open. You thought it was just a formality, and now you're blaming the procedure?"
Serene gritted her teeth. "Mrs. Porter, we're still Lindsay's classmates. Don't take this too far."
My mom let out a cold laugh. "You barged in here, ordered my employees around, and
