"How can giving a dress to my maid cause a war?" Oli put her elbow on the table and leaned her head on the palm of her hands, her expressions were lazy as if she was dealing with a stubborn child.
Aurora took a deep breath. She was here for a mission. No matter how, she had to send Oil to the changing room.
She could not lose her composure. The best revenge would be to get rid of this woman for forever.
"Find! Your maid can buy as many dresses as she wants. But I have invited you to buy a gift for you as an apology. Must you refuse it? If you do not like the dresses from the catalog, you can guide the designer what kind of dresses you like. I am sure she had many other dresses. Right?" the woman nodded her head instantly and took out many more catalogs.
If one would look at them, it would take the whole day. She fidgeted with her hands and shifted her weight from one foot to another.