Leslie's boutique had always served ladies only from the most elite of the elites. Of course, he would have had heard the rumours about the Howards too.
It was just that the incident had happened nearly two years ago. If Celine hadn't reacted the way she did just now, Leslie wouldn't even have thought of it.
But for now, a flash of understanding appeared in his eyes.
However, since he was in the service industry, he didn't let it show even if he thought of her in disdain. Instead, he smiled kindly at her. "My bad, Miss Vivian. Please don't mind what I just said."
Celine hadn't even introduced Vivian to him yet, but Leslie already knew who she was.
Her identity had been thoroughly exposed.
Vivian bit her lip hard, blushing red from embarrassment.
Although she never hated her mother,
