"Goodness, a tycoon indeed!" said Isla Hawskin, tapping her arm. "Your dressing room is bigger than my bedroom; it's downright unbearable! Seriously though, there will be loads of rich second, third, and fourth-generation guys tonight... Make sure you introduce me to them!" She puffed out her chest. "Tonight, I'm going to make those guys fall head over heels for me!"
Vera Wave turned to look at her, eyed the impressive cleavage revealed by her V-neck dress, and promptly rolled her eyes.
"No fair stealing my thunder just because I have smaller breasts, huh?"
"Relax, our big boss, Kris Cooper, is partial to your type. He's seen me several times and hasn't given me a second glance. Bestie's man is off-limits; I definitely won't make a move on your guy!"
Vera burst out laughing, reaching for the dress she bought herself off the rack.
