Luisa Ortega brushed it all aside. It's not the right time and place for such thoughts. She opened the door to LJ and expecting the sales representatives to greet her once she stepped a foot inside, but they did not do so. Their faces were filled with mockery and one of them even had a tiny sneer on her face.
"We apologize Ma'am, but the dress you have commissioned is unavailable now. It was purchased by a woman who didn't need the dress to be tailored at such short notice." One of the sales representatives spoke up. She was an older woman in her late thirties whose face was beginning to form wrinkles. Her mocking smirk was very prominent, filled with confidence.
Luisa realized, this woman, too, had a strong backer to dare offend her. It truly seems she was too lenient nowadays. Everyo
