The fight 2

Camille's frustration boiled over, but she followed the attendant, Cassie following closely behind, her mocking gaze burning into Camille's back.

Camille seethed her teeth unsure what Cassie was planning but all she wanted was to get the dress quickly.

The attendant led Camille to a private room, and Cassie entered, her expression sinister. As soon as Cassie was inside, another attendant locked the door from behind, trapping Camille.

Camille glanced at Cassie, What is she up to?

"Just give me the dress, I don't want to try it on."

Cassie collected the dress from the attendant and handed it to another, who stood guard at the far end of the room.

Camille's impatience grew. She tried to move towards the attendant with the dress, but more attendants blocked her path, circling her.

Cassie walked to the center, a cruel smile spreading across her face. With a swift motion, she slapped Camille hard.

"Even on his death bed, he was still calling for you, Camille. What's so special about you?"