Chapter 29 What An Idiot
- Nalya
- We soon reached the LaCroix fashion house, and my jaw dropped as soon as the elevator stopped on the top floor. It was so big and bright.
- "Hello, ladies, I'm Stan," A tall thin man in his early forties came to us, his hair was messy, and he was wearing tight pink pants. He stylishly kissed us. He pointed at me and said;