Lola's POV
I looked down at myself and realised I was putting on one of my best clothes that Kira had given to me. I haven't had the opportunity to shop for work clothes yet.
I looked at her, and she didn't seem like she was ready to bulge anytime soon, so I simply decided to spill the truth.
"Listen, I'm here under Mr Andrea's orders and instructions. So please, can we make this as snappy as possible?" I said, and next thing I knew, a slap landed on my cheeks.
Like.. did I just get slapped by this miserable lady?
"How dare a peasant like you come in here and try to lie with Mr Andrea Peter's name."
"Like he sent you? A tramp like.. you? What connection or relationship could you possibly have with someone like him?" She yelled as I felt myself snap.
Our wedding was only graced by dignitaries, and ordinary rich people were not allowed to attend. Most of our wedding pictures posted on the Internet were also blurred out because Andrea wanted it to be that way as it wasn't a real marriage anyway.
And of course, I looked totally different in the few available pictures online because I had been styled and prepared by the very best designers in the industry. But right now, here in this shop, and even in the company, I was just an ordinary lady.
But that didn't give her any right to slap me.
"b***h!" I yelled, slapping her hard on the face as she came crashing on the floor.
"Security!" She yelled as they rushed in.
"This criminal right here tried to steal a dress, and when I caught her? She hit me and tried making away with it."
She instructed them to seize me and hand me over to the police.
I stared at her in disbelief, wondering how she could be such a bloody witch.
The men tried dragging me out as I protested, telling them I had been sent by Mr Andrea himself. They asked for my work ID to confirm I was from him, but I remembered I had left it at the office in my haste to complete my task. There was no evidence to show I worked for Andrea.
"Get your freaking hands off her!" A voice yelled, and I turned around immediately.
It was Harry, Andrea's assistant, and I felt a great sense of relief at seeing him.
The security men quickly let go of me as they recognised him immediately.
"What is going on here, Mira?" He asked, turning to the rude lady as she continued her lies, feigning tears.
"Mr Harry, thank God you are here. This criminal here stole from the store, and I caught her, only to get beat up by her. Take a look at the marks she inflicted on my body, sir. I'm going to sue her for assault!" She said in the meekest voice. I couldn't believe her! She spoke so calmly that I felt like I was hallucinating about the episode that had just transpired a few minutes ago, but for the sting, I still felt on my cheek.
"Didn't she tell you why she was here?" He asked, ignoring her lies.
"She said Mr Andrea sent her to find out the best fashion piece for the week. Can you imagine that? I mean.. take a good look at her.. she doesn't look like she could possibly have anything to do with Mr Andrea. How could she even see him to receive a direct order from him. She's a bloody liar and a thief. We really can't let this slide, Harry." She concluded as I sighed in disbelief at her stupidity.
I felt highly insulted as I glared at her angrily.
"Alright, Mira, can I see the footage from the CCTV camera?" Harry said as I saw her face turn white in shock.
"Don't you believe me, Mr Harry, why would I lie against a nobody like her?" She shouted in alarm as Harry totally ignored her.
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The CCTV footage was gotten, and as Harry went through it, I saw the anger on his face.
"You slapped her? Do you have any idea who she is?" He asked angrily, restraining himself from hitting her.
"You are in a deep mess, Mira, because this lady here was personally sent by Mr Andrea, and all you did was to be rude to her from the moment you saw her. You laid your filthy hands on her!" He yelled as the employee's and customers present focused their attention on what was going on.
"You are not only getting fired, but you will be arrested for physical abuse and false allegation of theft, and trust me, you won't get away with this." He concluded as she quickly got on her knees in front of me.
"I'm so sorry ma'am, I never knew you were from Mr Andrea, I wouldn't have treated you the way I did. Please forgive me, please don't let them take me away." She pleaded as Harry ordered the security guards to bundle her outside.