radicalducati Chapter 58
Chapter 58
"Ah, call the police? So not only are you pretending to be rich, but you're also a thief."
"It's such a pity that such a beautiful woman is a thief."
The men nearby couldn't help but feel sorry for Alessia.
The women couldn't control their men, so they glared at Alessia with resentment.
"Hello fans! Oh, by the way, I'm at the Al Studio store. I wanted to buy a few clothes here today. If you have time later, help me make a choice."
Suddenly, a deliberately sweet and soft voice came from outside the store.
Everyone turned their heads and saw Sisca walking into the store wearing a little white dress, with her black hair draped behind her head. She was followed by her assistant holding a selfie stick for her live broadcast.
After entering, Sisca seemed to have just noticed Alessia in the crowd and exclaimed in surprise, "Miss La Rosa, what are you doing here? Are you also buying clothes?"
'Damn, I didn't expect this woman to look so beautiful in a dress. I wonder if Nolan will choose an ugly dress for her?'
Sisca looked Alessia up and down, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes, grinding her teeth in hatred.
Perfect timing for the live broadcast. Her fans also noticed Alessia and began to leave comments.
Sisca stared at the screen, whitewashing herself, "That's right, it's the award-winning lyricist Miss La Rossa. Miss La Rosa has also accepted my apology, and now we are friends."
Since being forced to hold a press conference, some of her fans had forgiven her, but some blackened her, saying that her apology was just a show.
Her goal today, apart from embarrassing Alessia, was to whitewash herself.
"What? Are you asking if Miss La Rosa and I planned to meet here?"
"No, we just happened to run into each other."
Sisca continued to answer questions while looking at the screen.
The saleswoman, seeing Sisca live streaming, flashed a mischievous look and deliberately spoke up, "Miss Sisca, do you know this lady? That's great! She doesn't have money to pay, could you help her out?"
"No money to pay? How could Miss La Rosa not have money to pay?"
Sisca covered her mouth in surprise, as if she couldn't believe that Alessia could do such shameless things.
The saleswoman nodded, enunciating clearly, "Yes, we were just about to call the police."
"Call the police?" Sisca was even more surprised. Afraid that the people in the live stream couldn't hear her, she repeated herself loudly.
As soon as this was said, the live stream exploded.
The screen was filled with discussions about Alessia buying clothes, not having money to pay, and stealing. Some people even started spreading rumors and blackening Alessia's name.
"This person named Alessia la Rosa, I believed she plagiarized Sisca. How could someone with no morals like her possibly match up to such talent? Dylan must have taken her bribes."
"Yes, she's attacking Sisca again, and stealing clothes. How can someone like her make Sisca apologize?"
In the private room, Bianca, who was also watching the live stream, was so angry that she almost smashed her phone.
"These people are all talking nonsense. How could my sister-in-law steal clothes? LR Studio belongs to my sister-in-law."
Dominic, who was talking to someone, glanced sideways and saw Bianca was so angry that she threw her phone down and walked out of the room.
Dominic's gaze naturally fell on the screen of his phone.
The live stream was directly facing Alessia.
She stood in the center of the crowd, not saying a word, her eyes cold. Although she was the person involved, she looked more like an audience watching a boring farce with indifference.
His gaze lowered, and Alessia's figure was really good. What should be protruding protruded, what should be concave was concave. In his mind, scenes of the two of them falling into the sea flashed by, his hand resting lightly on her slender waist.
The image jumped again, turning into the welfare institute's archive room. The woman was pressing on him, his legs locked around her waist.
Dominic's gaze became darker and darker, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Just as he was about to inexplicably pick up his phone again, the door of the private room was pushed open again.
Bianca returned, grabbed the phone on the table, and said hesitantly, "Uh, Dom, I'll be right back. You don't have to wait for me when you go back later."
After speaking, she hurried away, afraid of being scolded.
She looked at it and found that her sister-in-law was in the same mall as her. Now she was going downstairs to rescue her sister-in-law.
With the phone taken away, the screen disappeared, and Dominic looked at his hand that he had almost raised, his brows furrowed, and his thin lips pressed down.
A inexplicable feeling of annoyance rose in his heart, which he didn't like at all.
In the end, Dominic stood up, his face cold, and said to the partner who was about to speak to him, "I have something to attend to now, about the contract. Let's reschedule."
On the other side,
After Sisca finished her act, she began to pretend to plead with the saleswoman not to call the police, "Miss La Rosa isn't refusing to pay, can you give her a chance to gather some money?"
The saleswoman just wanted to see Alessia embarrass herself and didn't want to make a big deal out of it. After thinking for a moment, she nodded.
Seeing this, Sisca breathed a sigh of relief and, with an expression of concern for Alessia, said, "Miss La Rosa, I managed to gather five thousand here. Would you like to chip in the rest? You can also sell some valuable things. It's better not to leave a record at the police station."
"Not leave a record at the police station, but leave a record on live stream. Miss Sisca Fraser has a good plan." Alessia's voice was cold. "So now that everyone has finished talking, is it finally my turn to speak?"
Alessia's words were sharp and to the point. The onlookers only then realized that apart from the saleswoman and Sisca, the person involved hadn't spoken much.
Alessia continued coldly, "I only didn't bring my phone. Who said I don't have money to pay?"
Sisca's eyes flickered. She guessed that Alessia was going to ask for help from Ava, but she was prepared for it. Ava's phone must be busy now.
"Can someone lend me a phone?" Alessia asked.
A man immediately and politely handed over his phone.
The beautiful woman appeared calm, perhaps it was all just a misunderstanding.
"Thank you," Alessia thanked simply, then made a phone call right in front of them.
As the call connected, her voice was cold as she stated the name of the current store she was in, "I'm taking two dresses from here. Handle it, you have two minutes."
Her calling wasn't to gather money or seek help, but to make arrangements.
By the sound of it, this store seemed like it was hers.
The founder of LR Studio, Al, had been abroad for years. Apart from being attractive, the woman in front of her had nothing to do with fashion.
The saleswoman hesitated for a moment, thinking Alessia was probably just bluffing and buying time.
Sisca blinked, muttering to herself.
This countryside woman must be playing tricks.
Nolan took away clothes from LR Studio, which always maintained a lofty attitude. Even if it was for the face of a top-tier family, they might not comply.
Can this be solved with just a phone call? What a joke.
Sisca smirked contemptuously, thinking, giving Alessia a few more minutes to boast would make it even more satisfying when she gets slapped in the face later.
Sisca pretended to be relaxed, facing the phone towards the audience in the live stream, saying, "Looks like I was overthinking it. Miss La Rosa can handle it herself. Miss La Rosa shouldn't be a thief."
[You are so easy to talk to, even when your kindness is taken for granted. This woman says she doesn't need help, she's probably just showing off.]
[What's the use of being stubborn and delaying? Later, she'll still ask for Sisca's help. This woman is hopeless.]
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