Deceptive Invitation

Opal rolled her eyes dismissively, huffing, “She's just a mediocre designer. What's so special about that? She's only making a name for herself by riding on Donovan's coattails.”

Then, she turned to Valerie and said, “The woman who ordered your clothes last night was obviously trying to curry favor with Whitmore Corporation. Who would be interested in your stuff otherwise?”

Valerie was no pushover