“Like hell I will,” Raina snapped, brushing past a rack of dresses with defiance. “Even if the world was crashing around me, I can never see myself asking that rude man for anything.”
Ariel rolled her eyes and followed after her. “You’re really letting pride run the show, huh?”
“It’s not pride, it’s principle,” Raina muttered as she moved deeper into the store. her footsteps, her fingers trailing along silky gowns.
“Okay, fine. Let’s pretend it’s principle,” Ariel replied, arms folded. “But facts are facts. If I remember correctly, you spent over five million dollars just getting the RainWoven building ready. That’s not even counting the cost of materials, suppliers, production, shipping—and all the other chaos that came with launching your line.”
Raina didn’t respond immediately. She
