For a moment, the room was abuzz with whispers. Caitlin, unfazed, asked calmly, “I’m curious, Jasmine, where exactly did you hear such rumors? Do you have any evidence to back them up?”
“Of course I do!” Jasmine retorted confidently. “I know the manager of Vera personally. I can call him right now and let everyone hear the truth!”
Jasmine’s plan was clear: she intended to ruin Caitlin’s reputation in front of everyone. Megan didn’t step in to stop her, secretly hoping that Caitlin would embarrass herself.
“Go ahead and call,” Caitlin replied, her faint smile steady and her eyes serene, betraying no hint of panic.
Jasmine wasted no time. She dialed the Vera manager’s number, turned on the speakerphone, and asked the question directly: who had purchased the Vera haute couture gown?
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