Dane frowned slightly but still instructed his agent to check the fitting room.
Soon, the agent came out and said, “Couldn’t find the button. Maybe it fell outside. I’ll go take another look.”
“There’s no need to look!” I stepped up to Bonnie and said coldly, “Bonnie, hand over the button.”
Bonnie’s expression shifted instantly. “Wendy, what are you trying to say?”
I gave her a mocking smile and said word by word, “I’m saying—you cut that button off on purpose!”
“You’re talking nonsense!” Panic flashed briefly in Bonnie’s eyes.
But she quickly regained her composure and even raised her voice as she snapped back at me. “I cut it off on purpose? What a joke! Wendy, why don’t you explain why I’d do that? I worked hard to win the Brown Pack endorsement. This gown was custom-made for me b
