"Do the begging yourself if this is so important to you," Annabelle retorted, attempting to move past her when Isabel interjected.
"You chose not to beg Selina on my behalf, then I'll go in there and let everyone know about your true colors," Isabel threatened, wearing a haughty smile.
Annabelle froze in her spot, her blood running cold.
Closing the gap between them deliberately, Isabel continued, "I'll give you this last chance. Tell Selina that I only replaced a model because the designer was short of one. She's your friend, after all, and would believe whatever you say to her."
Annabelle narrowed her blazing eyes. "You want me to lie to Selina for your selfish reasons?"
