Chapter 122; It's your wedding day

The woman was wearing a black long pencil skirt with silver high heels matched with a silver blue blouse. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail looking like an office secretary.

"Who gets married in this kind of a dress! Who do you think wears this kind of a dress to her wedding? How old am I?" She held the fabric tightly in her hands and ripping the fabrics parts apart before throwing every piece onto the floor.

"What kind of a dress is this? I don't want this ! I hate this dress!" She stepped on each piece of fabric as she hopped up abd down messing around.

"Miss, that's a recent design created by Milan, it's a limited edition which costed a million dollars! Don't you think you are overreacting? It's just a wedding dress to be worn just for one day.." The woman reprimanded her, she hated spoilt rich brats who didn't know how to appreciate things.