At that moment, Emma Thompson returned to the dance studio to practice, but his cellphone kept vibrating, likely from group messages or something, so he took a look.
It would have been better if he hadn't looked. Having calmed down after encountering Vivian earlier, her hatred flared up again upon seeing their discussion about these luxurious clothes in the group.
"Vivian!"
These three words were almost spat out through clenched teeth.
Natalie Edwards seemed to hear her voice, curiously approaching with an air of arrogance. If Vivian were standing there, she would have recognized this girl as the one who blocked her in a black dress a while ago.
She asked, "Emma Thompson, what are you looking at?"
Emma snapped back to reality, took out her phone, and handed it to Natalie. "We don't need to choose outfits anymore. They also thought of wearing the same dress as us, so they reserved something else."
