The moment those cold words landed, Rabia's body trembled violently. Her already pale face turned ghostly white, making her look even more pitiful.
She stood frozen, panic flashing across her face as her lips trembled, struggling to form coherent words. Her eyes were rimmed with red, as if tears would spill at any second. "I… I…"
David, despite the lingering anger simmering in his chest, clenched his jaw and stepped forward. "Mr. Brown, Rabia realizes her mistake. But she's still just a young woman—asking her to strip down here is downright inappropriate."
"I'll find a discreet place where she can change out of the dress immediately. Rest assured, it will be returned to you in perfect condition."
Xavier, however, let out a frosty laugh, his voice sharp and cutting. "Return it? Trash be
