526 No Backsies

The woman in red raised the phone in her hand, showing that she was about to call someone. 

"Wait," said Katherine, stopping the other from tapping her phone.

"What? Are you backing out already? If you kneel and apologize, I will let you go."

Katherine and Amelia exchanged looks, their eyes communicating—there was no need to speak to understand what the other was thinking. This woman in red was nuts. She wants them to kneel and apologize? Had she hit her head when she was a child or something?

"No," Katherine responded. "Actually, I want to make it official. Why don't we sign an agreement?" She whipped out a tablet from her bag and using a stylus, she quickly wrote a few sentences detailing their 'bet', writing their names at the bottom, and signing on top of hers. Then she passed it to the woman for her to sign. "I'll send you a copy."

"D-Do you have to go this far?" the woman stuttered. Suddenly seeing the written agreement made her feel nervous.

"Oh, why? Are you backing out already? Well, if you kneel and apologize, we will let you go," Katherine mocked, a charming, sweet smile forming on her face as she looked at the other.

The woman clenched the phone in her hand and bit her lip. "Give me that!" She grabbed the tablet and the stylus from Katherine and hastily signed over her name. Looking flustered from the unexpected turn of events, she turned red.

One of the things that Katherine learned from Damien was contracts. Apart from her not reading her work contract in CRG thoroughly where she learned her lesson, he taught her several things about not being taken advantage of on the legal side of the business.

Once it was signed and sent to her email, she quickly called her friend who worked for Lilize—the expensive brand that Katherine and Amelia were wearing. 

She conversed over the phone unabashedly, a smile flashing on her face. Her friend in the white dress had been quiet since the last time she spoke, her eyes focused on Katherine the whole time.

"He agrees to check the dress through the video. I hope you don't mind him checking," said the woman.

Appearing unbothered, Amelia waved her hand forward as though giving the go signal. She had nothing to be afraid of. At this point, she was already bored, but these women needed to be taught a lesson.

The video call was already connected and both cameras were turned on. When Vicky Lee turned her screen towards Katherine and Amelia, they realized that the 'friend' she was talking about was none other than the store manager who accommodated them earlier.

"So? What do you think? They're fakes right?" prompted Vicky. The look on her face showed her contempt. She certainly didn't like Katherine and Amelia.

Vicky's brows knitted together when her friend remained quiet. Keeping the phone extended outward, she glowered, "Well?! Why are you not saying anything? Do you need to check further—"

The store manager made a 90° bow to Katherine through the camera. His voice loud and clear when he said, "Madame Young, my sincerest apologies. I… I beg you, please forgive me. This is a misunderstanding. President Park…" He broke out in a sweat, unsure of what to say.

Hearing her friend's words, Vicky immediately turned her screen back to her and barked, "What are you talking about? Do you know them?"

"Vicky! Have you lost your damn mind?! Of course, I know them! Don't you?!" shouted the store manager.

Glancing at Katherine, Vicky Lee stuttered as she probed, "W-Why should I? Who are they?" Her voice got lower with every word she spoke, her confidence slipping.

"She's Katherine Young, the heiress of Young Corporation—President Damien Park's fiancée!"

Katherine was surprised when she heard that the store manager was aware that she was engaged to Damien as they never told anyone outside of their family. So, perhaps Damien must have told him when he called to request the private viewing. 

The woman in white, Vicky's friend, widened her eyes when her suspicions were proven. Meanwhile, a gasp escaped Vicky's mouth, her eyes darting between her screen to the two women in front of her. "Y-You mean Damien Park… f-from…"

"That's right," Katherine proudly said, yet she kept her voice normal. "Chairman of Crown Resort Group." She hoped Damien wouldn't mind that she was using him like this. 

Feeling the need to explain, the store manager added, "Yes! President Park came by earlier with Madame Young and another woman. Those dresses are 100% original and are from the latest collection that we haven't put on display yet. Why did you drag me into this?! You've humiliated me! From now on, do not come to this store anymore. And do not call me!"

The phone's screen turned off after the store manager ended the call. Vicky's face contorted in inexplicable pain. Her eyes flickered between Katherine and Amelia while tears started to form. "I don't believe it…"

Without remorse, Katherine straightened her back and stared down the other. She was taller, so she most definitely looked haughtier when she did this. "I take cash. Or you can also wire it to the account number I sent together with the agreement that you signed—"

"I take it back!!!" Vicky exclaimed as she dropped to her knees. "Please, I don't have money to—"

"Hmmm… I thought so. Don't worry, while I sent it to our lawyer, he forwarded it to your sugar daddy, Mr. Tyer. I'm sure he can cover it." Katherine was quick and did not waste time. She was sure that by now, Markus had already notarized it before sending it to Mr. Tyer. "No backsies."

"Y-You sent it to…" Vicky realized what was happening. "You can't! Please, I take it back, I'm so sorry!" she begged.

Leaning down, Amelia's icy tone sent chill down the other's spine when she drawled, "Too bad. Your apology came a little late. If I were you, you better do something about that agreement before your sugar daddy spanks you for being naughty. You don't think he already read it—"

Before Amelia could even finish her words, Vicky had already gotten up from the floor and sprinted out of the washroom, dragging her friend with her. 

Katherine and Amelia looked at each other, their expression unreadable for a second before they burst into a fit of laughter. That was certainly not what they expected to happen here.

"Oh, my…" Amelia wiped a stray tear. 

"Who knew $20,000 was this easy to earn?" Katherine was still chuckling. She had just received a notification from Markus that Mr. Tyer had been informed. 

"I think I'm too old for this… But if you hadn't come, it would have ended differently."

"What would you have done?"

Amelia shrugged. "I'm not patient enough like you. I probably would have broken their noses and be done with it."