At that moment, without wasting another second, Camilla and her friends walked into the Arctic Store with slow, deliberate steps, their heels clicking softly against the polished floors. They kept their posture straight, shoulders slightly raised, acting as though they were too important to be amazed by anything ordinary. Yet their eyes couldn’t help but scan the interior in awe.The room was cold and pristine, matching the name Arctic. Pale blue lights shimmered down from above, casting a subtle glow over the white marble floor and glass display cases. The shelves were spaced out deliberately, creating an air of exclusivity. Every item inside looked ancient, yet refined—some plated with silver, others carved from wood so dark it looked black. A few artifacts were resting on velvet cushions, enclosed within transparent crystal boxes.The auditioneer, a slim woman in a navy suit and white gloves, moved gracefully in front of them. She was their guide, her voice soft yet filled with pri

At that moment, upon hearing what Soma had just said, Camilla’s face contorted instantly shock, disbelief, and fury flashing across her features in rapid succession. Her voice cracked like thunder across the quiet room as she snapped, “What kind of nonsense is this, Soma?! You’re accusing me of something I know absolutely nothing about?”Her eyes widened dramatically as she took a bold step forward, pointing at herself. “Me? Camilla? You’re standing there saying I pushed you? Do you even hear yourself right now?”Before Soma could say another word, Camilla’s friends immediately jumped to her defense like a rehearsed chorus. Deja was the first to speak, scoffing with a harsh laugh. “What kind of nonsense accusation is that, Soma? Are you insane? How dare you accuse Camilla like that?”Another friend, Layla, folded her arms and stepped in, raising her brow at Soma. “Do you even know who you’re talking to? This is Camilla. Not just anyone. Camilla doesn’t have time to push people like yo

At that moment, upon hearing what Jason just said, Camilla's expression twisted into pure rage. Her eyes, once cold and calculating, now blazed with fury as she stepped forward, pointing a sharp, trembling finger in Jason's direction.“Jason,” she snapped, her voice cutting through the air like a whip, “you better keep that mouth of yours shut. Or I swear, I’ll shut it for you myself.”Her friends gasped softly at her sudden outburst, but none of them dared stop her. Camilla wasn’t finished.“You think this is a game? You think you can just say whatever nonsense you like just because you’re standing next to your pathetic little girlfriend?” she continued, her voice rising with every word. “Do you really think we’re just pushovers? That you can talk to us like we don’t matter?”Jason didn’t say a word, but his eyes were locked on hers cold, steady, unshaken.Camilla scoffed, throwing her hands up in disbelief. “This is unbelievable. You’ve seriously crossed the line, Jason. And I’m not

At that moment, without wasting another second, the manager—no, the boss himself began to move. Each of his footsteps echoed with heavy purpose as he walked slowly, deliberately, toward Jason and Soma. His eyes didn’t blink, his jaw clenched, and his expression darkened with every step. The entire hall seemed to grow quieter, like everyone instinctively knew something serious was about to happen.His polished shoes tapped against the floor, one after another, until he finally came to a stop just a few feet away from them. Folding his arms, he let out a deep, restrained breath and began speaking—not loudly, but with a tone that carried sharp weight.“So…” his voice was low and drawn, “…you two were the ones. You were the ones who destroyed one of the most treasured items in this entire establishment.”He took another step forward.“Do you have any idea what you’ve done? That item is irreplaceable. It doesn’t have a price tag. It was handcrafted and passed down to us. There are only thr

At that moment, Camilla immediately said those words. Her voice wasn’t loud, but it carried enough weight to silence the entire room.“I’m not interested in any of this,” she said calmly.Instantly, every head in the room turned toward her, eyes wide, expressions frozen in disbelief. It was as if time had paused just to absorb the shock of what she’d said. Even the boss, who was halfway to reaching for the remote control, stopped in his tracks.Her friends, who moments ago had been her biggest supporters—cheering, yelling, demanding justice couldn’t believe what they just heard.“What did she just say?” one of them whispered under her breath.Then another friend, the one always quick to speak, blurted out, “Camilla, what are you even talking about? You’re not interested? Are you seriously saying this now?”Another friend stood up, face creased in confusion and frustration. “This is our moment! Our chance to humiliate these crazy fools and shut them up once and for all. This is the onl