Iris Warner rolled her eyes in anger. "Hmph, still better than some people!"
'Is she trying to indirectly mock me for how much I ate at lunch?!'
Her gaze swept over Georgia Thorne from head to toe, her eyes filled with disdain.
"How could I ever compare to Miss Warner? I'm just a designer, offering my honest opinion," Georgia Thorne said with a modest smile.
Iris Warner just huffed, not wanting to argue with Georgia Thorne and lower herself.
"Miss Warner, please come back to the company in five days for a fitting," Georgia Thorne said as she saw Iris Warner out, not forgetting to give her a reminder.
But Iris Warner completely ignored her and left directly with her assistant.
Georgia Thorne sat in her chair, holding the data she had recorded. Half an hour had passed since she finished taking Iris Warner's measurements.
It was past lunchtime, but she wasn't that hungry anymore.
