"Em, sorry, it looks like I need to visit another shelf," said Lyyana as the tension increased and Garret became more restless.
Petra nodded and slightly shifted her body to give space for Lyyana to leave her place. However, her movement halted when she heard the comment of the attractive woman in front of her. "Why in such a hurry? Your style is so tacky, probably your parents didn't teach you how to dress trendy!"
Lyyana took a deep breath, then turned back to face the woman. "What did you say? My style is tacky, and my parents didn't teach me? Maybe what you mean is my parents didn't teach me to dress provocatively like you?" Lyyana spoke candidly with a sharp gaze.
"I don't know you, and I don't think I need to. You can insult me all you want, even though I don't know who you are. B
