Sebastian's expression immediately darkened. He gritted out, "What did you say?" This woman never ceased to amaze him with her ability to infuriate him!
"I said, Mr. Poole seemed to be a dignified man with standards. I could tell that he is probably from an upbringing that holds similar status to yours, wouldn't he be disgusted by someone like me?" Sabrina repeated calmly.
Sebastian abruptly reached out and tightened his fingers around Sabrina's neck. "You will not speak of yourself like that ever again!"
Sabrina choked and struggled with breath for a moment, she helplessly nodded. She shouldn't have mentioned it. After he had loosen his grip, she coughed like a fish out of water as she tried to breath i n fresh air. It was then when someone knocked on the door. 2
"Come in," said Sebastian after clearing his throat.
The top saleswoman of the shop stepped in. "Mr. Ford, this was tailor-made to those measurements you have provided us and the pattern was designed in accordance to your description, is...this the lady that will be trying it on?" The saleswoman glanced over at Sabrina.
Sabrina blushed at the regards. Being brought here by
Sebastian, she could feel the judgmental looks on everyone and she was certain that they thought of her as just another escort.
Sebastian did not respond directly to the question and instructed. "Take her to the changing room."
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