The news had come in-Sharon had made it clear that she had no intention of designing a dress for Sophia.
âSharonâs studio staff informed us that she will not design a dress for you, no matter what amount you offer, Betty timidly conveyed the message to Sophia.
Sophiaâs eyes bulged in anger. She growled, âBut why?â
âMom, donât press for the reason,â Betty found it difficult to disclose Sharonâs reasoning.
âQuit beating around the bush! Tell me now!â
Shuddering, Betty bit the bullet and confessed, âSharon said that she will not ruin her reputation by designing dresses for clients with tainted reputations.â
Betty had, in fact, rephrased Sharonâs words to sound civil, as Sharonâs original remark was incredibly insulting. It appeared that Sharon held Sophia in low regard âDamn it! This is outrageous!â Sophia exclaimed in a fit of rage and hurled her expensive makeup products onto the floor. Her eyes blazed with anger, and her face turned beet red.
âSheâs just a dress designer. Who does she think she is? Without Sharonâs dress, I can st bitch, Lyla Nelson, on her big day!â
Suddenly, the room was enveloped by silence.
Betty saw Javier standing like a statue by the door and panicked. âD-Dadâ¦
outshine that Sophia quickly spun around and saw her husband wearing a sullen expression. She immediately cooed, Javier, youâre back from your business trip! When did you get home? Why didnât you tell-â
Javier cut her off, frowning at the sight of the mess in the room, saying, âWhat are you up to now? Why did you smash your stuff?â
âI wanted the designer, Sharon, to tailor a dress for my birthday party. Not only did she snub me, but she also verbally abused me! How can I ever get over this?â
Teary-eyed, Sophia ran up and hugged Javier. Her demeanor resembled that of a teenage girl that even Betty couldnât emulate.
Sophia continued, âJavier, as your wife, I represent both you and the Beckett Group. Sharonâs actions are like a slap in your face and a blatant disrespect to the company. You need to stand up for me and have âIs that so? What does he do?â Roseâs eyes sparkled at the mention of hot guys.
âHeâs a prosecutor,â Alyssa revealed.
Rose was shocked. âWell, thanks, but no thanks.â
Jasper stumbled out of the villa, still lost in the memory of the passionate kiss he had shared with Alyssa.
Xavier, who was shivering in the cold, quickly approached Jasper and called out, âMr. Beckett!â
Upon closer look, he noticed that Jasperâs eyes were glistening, and his cheeks had a rosy hue.
Jasperâs lips were still moist.
Xavier blushed at the sight of his boss. Jasper looked like he had gotten some action. He stammered, âM-
Mr. Beckett, your face looks-
âOh, this?â Jasper replied. âAlyssa slapped me across the face.â He touched his cheek and squinted.
âHuh? Why would she do that?â Xavier looked puzzled.
Jasperâs heart raced as he remembered how Alyssa had almost melted in his arms during their kiss.
He grinned and answered, âWell, itâs because she cares about me.â
Just three days before the birthday party, Sophia received disappointing news despite putting forth her best efforts.