Chapter 169
Chapter 169
“I have nothing to discuss with you.”
Sasha turned coldly away, pulling Andie with her to leave.
Andie cast a worried glance at her, but Sasha shook her head subtly, signaling her not to
worry.
Fearing Sasha might actually leave, Jameson quickly grabbed her wrist.
“I won’t take much of your time, just a few words, and then I’ll go.”
Sasha, clearly irritated, jerked Jameson’s hand free. “Jameson, aren’t you tired of this?”
Perhaps due to the commotion or the lingering crowd from the earlier spectacle, Sasha’s action drew
the attention of the customers.
Sasha didn’t want to affect the business in the store, so she endured it for a while and said, “Okay, I’ll
give you three minutes.”
“Isn’t three minutes too short?”
Before Jameson could protest, Sasha was already walking away.
Afraid that she would go back on her word later, Jameson didn’t care if three minutes was too short and
quickly followed her.
Andie, concerned Sasha might be at a disadvantage, instinctively wanted to follow but was stopped by
Henry.
“Ms. Anderson, it’s better if we don’t interfere.”
Caught off guard by his intervention, Andie glared at him. “Who said I’m an outsider? Jameson is the
outsider! He and Sashy are divorced. He has no right to meddle!”
Henry was taken aback by Andie’s words, but they revealed the close bond between Andie and Sasha.
Otherwise, Andie would not have protected Sasha like this.
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Henry studied Andie, a smile flickering across his face.
“Ms. Anderson, what brings you to the store today? Are the clothes here in collaboration with Suzie?”
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Andie’s guard went up, and she retorted. “I can visit my store whenever I like. As for the clothes, that’s
our business secret. Why should I tell you?”
As Andie and Henry were having their standoff, Jameson directly asked Sasha, “Are you Suzie?”
Sasha paused, surprised that Jameson had guessed her secret identity. But as long as she denied it,
no one would know she was Suzie.
“Suzie? What are you talking about?”
Seeing her reaction, Jameson became more convinced.
“It seems you really are Suzie.”
Sasha laughed. “I’m not Suzie. I’m Sasha. Jameson, please stop with these baseless accusations.”
“Even if you didn’t know much about designer brands before, you’ve been wearing clothes designed by
Suzie a lot recently, so it’s impossible that you haven’t heard of this name.” Jameson said. “So you
pretended to be stupid just now to prevent me from finding out that you’re a Suzie?”
Sasha thought. ‘I had overplayed my act of ignorance.
“I do know of Suzie, but what does that have to do with me?”
Sasha scoffed and suddenly turned back to look at Jameson. “You’ve been following me around and
talking to me. Don’t tell me you mistook me for Suzie?”
Jameson didn’t respond.
Sasha’s face was etched with sarcasm. “I wondered why you suddenly changed, Jameson. Turns out
you were after the big designer. But I’m afraid you’re going to be
disappointed. I’m not Suzie, and I have no idea who she is. You’ve got the wrong person.”
Jameson’s gaze on Sasha was complex. “Finding you was partly because of Suzie, but more so
because…”
“That’s enough. I’m not interested in your reasons.” Sasha cut him off emotionlessly. “Three minutes
are up. That’s all there is to say.”
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