The red-haired girl remained oblivious to Ste’s presence by the doorway, fervently defending Dulce.


    “What makes Ste so special, anyway? She merely secured herself a wealthy husband.


    Without Matthew, who would even know her?


    Dulce toiled relentlessly to reach her current position, only to be ousted with a singlement.


    Our society has lost its way.


    Hard work counts for nothing in the face of wealth.


    At this rate, everyone will follow Ste’s path and seek out sugar daddies.


    ”


    A staff member from the salon, in the midst of washing her hair, added, “What can we do in such situations? We’re left with no choice but to swallow our pride.


    It’s truly unfair to Dulce.


    ”


    Miley frowned and raised her foot, ready to confront the red-haired girl.


    “I need to teach this woman a lesson and make her realize the weight of her words.


    ”


    Swiftly, Ste gripped Miley’s hand.Exclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.


    “Let it go.


    Allow them to say what they will.


    We can find another ce.


    Don’t let this affect your mood.


    ”


    She had a crucial meeting with Miater in the day, and she couldn’t afford any trouble.


    No matter how tempting it was to win the argument, she couldn’t allow anything to jeopardize her meeting with Mia.


    Even if Ste won the argument, she wouldn’t gain anything from it.


    Miley couldn’t suppress her indignation.


    “Are you just going to let her tarnish your reputation like this in public?”


    Ste withdrew her gaze, maintaining herposure.


    She understood Miley’s concern and exined, “I have a meeting with Mia tonight, and after doing our hair, we need to shop for clothes.


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    If we waste time on this, it won’t harm that girl, but I might lose favor with Mia.


    ”


    Hearing this, Miley struggled to contain her anger.


    The two of them turned to leave.


    However, at that very moment, the salon manager emerged from within, recognizing Ste with keen eyes.


    He approached them swiftly, offering a warm greeting, “Are you Ste Anderson? Wee to our salon.


    ”


    The manager took a few steps closer to Ste, continuing, “What kind of hairstyle can we assist you and your friend with today? Please,e inside, and I’ll personally attend to you.


    ”


    With enthusiasm, he led Ste back into the salon.


    Upon hearing Ste’s name, the red-haired girl promptly sat up.


    She squinted her eyes, sizing up Ste.


    With a hint of provocation in her tone, she asked, “You’re Ste, aren’t you?”


    Ste met her gaze calmly, choosing not to respond.


    The red-haired woman was Farrah Bryant.