“ Do you know who I am? Who the hell is the designer behind your collections?!” Talia screamed at Chara. “ I’m sorry but that is information, too sensitive to be shared.” Chara replied curtly. She recognised Talia, but refused to let her walk over her.“ How much would it cost?” Talia asked in a huff, and pulled out a wad of cash from her designer bag, “ Just spill it.” She seethed.“ I’m sorry ma’am. We do not sell out our partners or clients at Soul Shoes.” She gritted, annunciating every word. Gesturing to the door, she added, “ If that is all, I’d like to get back to my duties, please.” “ Are you asking me out?” Talia couldn’t believe her eyes. She took off her shades, trying to prove a point. “ I am Talia Steele. The head designer of Steele-Shoes. Are you sure you want me out of your shabby office, Chara?” She asked again, reading off her name in a distasteful tone.There was only so much one could take, Chara could feel her disregard and it didn’t sit quite well with her. “ I
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