Billionaire, Let's Divorce (Mark and Sydney)

Chapter 0280

CLARA

Flashing a smile at the old lady who smiled at me as our eyes met, I dug into my purse to fish my ringing phone while simultaneously making my way out of the airport.

My face lit up at the caller's ID.

"Hey, bestie," I chirped as I pressed the phone to

my ear.

"Hey," Ana's voice came from the other end. "I saw your text about the store and all."

"Oh that," my lips twisted and I felt the anger I had tucked away slowly rise back to the surface.

"Yeah, I didn't really get you. You seemed to have typed in a rush or something, there were some typos." "Oh, I didn't type in a rush, I was blinded by anger when was typing it out," I said bluntly.

"Oh?"

"I needed to let it out to stop myself from screaming in front of the road or pulling out the lady's hair and giving the manager a solid piece of my mind!"

"Oh oh," a small laugh escaped her, "Calm down now, will you? I'm still in the dark."

I changed my phone from my right ear to my left as I hung my bag on my other shoulder.

"So here is what happened; I was at this store I usually frequent whenever I'm out of town, yeah?"

"Yeah."

"For the first time ever, I looked for over an hour and the store had nothing that I wanted. I was so shocked

"So after aimlessly wandering around, refusing to give up, I finally saw this outfit that I loved!" I closed my eyes and I could picture the outfit in my mind. "God! I feel like crying over the loss of that outfit," I cried out to her.

"There are thousands of beautiful dresses out there, babe. You'd get another. But what made this one so special?"

I shrugged, "I honestly don't know. I think because it's something I don't really wear or have interest in yet

won my heart the moment I set eyes on it."

it

"What type of dress was it? A sundress?" She asked impatiently.

"Relax, I will get there." I took a deep breath as I prepared to create a vivid image of the treasure I had lost by describing it to Ana. "First of all, the color of the outfit was red."

"Red?" I could literally picture the squeeze of her brows as she quipped. "But you don't like red. Well, more like you don't wear red."

Exactly!" I exclaimed as I came to a stop at the entrance of the airport. There I took a seat in one of the metal benches. "Red has never really been my thing but it did not stop me from loving it. So it was actually a suit, a blood red velvet blazer with pants of a different shade of red."

"Oh," Ana muttered. She must be disappointed at the brief description I gave. "So what happened? You bought it and it was not your size?"

"I didn't even get to test it," I blurted sadly, my lips pulled downward. Though my action caused some passersby to give me weird looks but I didn't care.

"Before I could reach it, some girl snatched it from the hanger."

She gasped softly, "I am so sorry."

"And this lady is so rude, my God, she lacks the littlest of manners and she is super arrogant."

"Hmm, one of these entitled people, huh"

"No," I drawled, "No, Ana, this is more than feeling entitled! She is pompous and has her head stuck up her ass. I bet she thinks everywhere is her father's castle."

"Just try to calm down, okay?" She urged softly. "I'm sorry you had to go through all of that."

"I'm calm," I took a deep calming breath. Trust me when I tell you that I am fine. I will not be hung up on this when the lady has probably forgotten that I even existed. I just want to move past the incident and remain hopeful that she is one of those people that a person meets only once in a lifetime because it I set my eyes on her again...."

I

I trailed off and she laughed. "You probably will never meet her again so relax."

"I hope so. By the way, I am so sorry that I couldn't return sooner to assist you in packing."

*Come on. I understand. Besides, packing this time was a breeze. I had everything under control."

I feigned a sneeze. "Are you sure those boxes you took are not filled with breeze instead of the things you will need?"

She burst out laughing, "Come on, Clara, what do you take me for?"

"I take you for my best friend who always has the tendency to forget her hands while packing for a trip."