Patricia frowned, only one way she would deal with this anger, shopping. Jason, Mary all the lot of them were so annoying. She grabbed her purse and drove to the most expensive boutique in the town.

Throwing her keys to the valet she walked in, someone was at the door to take her purse and glasses and direct her to the VIP section. What she needed was something so exquisite and expensive, pretty things always managed to calm her down.

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She sat down as the attendants brought what they imagined would attract her attention, red and indecent. What did they think she was? A whore? Wow these people really had a low key way of insulting people. How dare they?

She got up and walked to they rack and pushed it down.

"What is this? Just because I mostly buy red dresses does that mean all other colours cease to exist?" She asked the two women before her.

They both stepped backwards, that's right she had a reputation for hitting staff. "We are extremely sorry ma'am."

"Look I'm already in a very bad mood, shouldn't you ask me what I want before you assume?" She asked them with a crooked smirk. "Or your just trying to scam me out of my money? Who the hell would pay this much for this scrap piece of cloth?" She held the dress up, and tossed it to the ground. "Leave. I'll find my own dress."

The bowed once again and basically ran out of the room. She walked into another room and scanned the dresses, finding one she liked. It was royal blue, mid length and frame hugging. The sides were open all the way to the hip and the fabric was held together by straps. She liked this.

"Ma'am how about some boots to go with that dress?"

Patricia looked behind at the woman standing behind her. 'Didn't I say I didn't want to be disturbed?' She thought.

"What do you think I would want?" Patricia asked her.

"It's not about what you want Ma'am, but what would be perfect for the dress." She stated bluntly.

Patricia brow rose and she was amused. Well if the lady was this confident then she had to give her a chance. "If I don't like it then you'll lose your job, deal?"

"Deal." The attendant said immediately, Patricia didn't know what was what in fashion. This was public knowledge that's why her stylist was so famous. She always came out looking stunning but today she saw an opportunity. She needed to sell up to a particular amount to get a raise, and she was the only girl that hadn't met her quota for the month. An opportunity has presented itself how could she not use it.

Unfortunately for her, someone else was aware of this flaw that Patricia Lee had. And that someone was far more cunning than she was.

Immediately she returned with the boots she placed them by Patricia's feet. "Perfect fit, perhaps you should try it on miss Lee." She said.

Patricia took the dress and shoes and walked into the dressing room, after a while she came out. She eyed her outfit and laughed out in absolute amusement. What did this woman take her for? Even with a poor fashion sense she could tell this was a disgrace. This type of boots with this dress? Well she kinda expected this, she wanted to see how things would play out. And the lucky woman would be her punching bag today.

"Wow, you look absolutely breathtaking." The attendant gushed.

"Really?" A voice came from the entrance of the room. Both of them turned around to see a beautiful woman leaning on the door. And judging by her appearance she was well to do. "Your outfit looks like a fashion abomination to me." She shrugged.

Patricia eyed the woman cautiously, as she walked into the room. She walked slowly and elegantly to the attendant, and to her biggest surprised she slapped her.

Patricia eyes widened, and the poor woman held her cheeks in disbelief. Unable to look up again.

"What sort of abomination is that?" She asked. "Do you take her for a fool? Or are you so bold to actually attempt to scam her for her money? I'm sure you thought to yourself 'oh she's rich, she wouldn't miss a few' huh?" The woman said staring down the attendant with an icy glare. She rose her head and looked at Patricia with a small smile.

"Lenora Han, nice to meet you." She smiled at Patricia.

"Han? Han energy and chemicals?" Patricia asked.

"Of course, you must be Patricia Lee, I'm a huge fan." Lenora smiled.

Patricia smirked at her. "Nice to meet you Lenora Han."

"Please call me Lenora."

"I'm sorry to intrude like that but I simply could not help myself, it annoys me seeing gravel like this try to be smart." Lenora said, glaring at the attendant.

Patricia looked at her with amusement, the attendant immediately fell to her knees. Shit!

"Please forgive me, I'm so sorry I made a mistake." She begged desperately. There were two ways this was going to go and it had gone totally south.

Patricia looked at Lenora and smiled. "You should punish her, after all you were the one that caught her."

Lenora laughed, she wasn't stupid. No way Patricia Lee was getting duped, and she realised this was also a test. To see if Lenora underestimated her the way this foolish attendant did, even if it wasn't a test. People like Patricia, people like her hated more than anything to lose face.

"Come now, I only exposed her first. You had a plan I'm eager to see how you deal with her." She said sweetly.

Patricia smile widened, she took of the boots and threw them at the attendant. The one of the heels hit her forehead and broke her skin. And blood trickled down her face.

The attendant gasped and touched her forehead in shock.

"What are you looking at?" Lenora scoffed. "What did you expect to happen? I don't know weather to commend your courage or laugh at your stupidity."

"Right?" Patricia agreed. "Remember our deal? Get lost before I actually lose my temper." The attendant scrambled out and just as she was about to leave Lenora called her back.

"Take these awful things with you."

"Do you want to have coffee with me, Lenora Han?" Patricia asked with a smile.

"You don't have to ask me twice, Miss Lee."

"Call me Patricia."