Chapter 839

She was a close friend of Dulce’s, and the thought of Dulce suffering because of Stella fueled her rage.

Farrah sneered with disdain, “Not even that attractive.

I can’t understand what Matthew sees in you.

He has such terrible taste.

”

Stella had no desire to start a petty argument with her.

She turned to the manager and simply stated, “I’d like a slight trim of my tips and a hair treatment, please.

”

Seeing that Stella was ignoring her, Farrah couldn’t contain her rage any longer.

Without bothering to dry her hair, she marched up to Stella, clutching the magazine, and pointed a furious finger at her.

“Someone like you doesn’t deserve to get your hair done here.

”

Stella quirked her lips, a subtle hint of mockery playing on her face.

Farrah then turned to the manager, stating, “Aren’t you going to kick her out? I’ve spent hundreds of thousands in your salon every year.

Is this the kind of upscale place just anyone can walk into? I don’t want my standards to be lowered by their presence.

”

Growing impatient with the escalating commotion, Stella displayed a glint of annoyance and coldness in her eyes.

“Are you attempting to defend Dulce? You accuse me of ruining Dulce, yet you don’t even measure up to her level.

Do you believe it’s hard for me to teach you a lesson?”

Farrah fell silent.

She had not expected Stella’s response.

Everyone in the salon went dead silent too, all wearing similar expressions of shock.

On the other hand, Stella stayed calm.

With a smile, she said, “You’re in a salon.

You should focus on the haircut you want to get.

”

After a few seconds, Farrah snapped out of her trance and noticed the looks the other women were giving her.

Rage heated her blood.

She forgot about trying to be classy.

“You f@cking bitch! How dare you threaten me?”

With her hair still damp, she wanted to fight.

She raised her hand to slap Stella.

Stella had enough of it.

Her face darkened as she gripped Farrah’s hand tightly, preventing her from successfully landing the slap.

“Let me go! You stupid bitch!” Farrah glared daggers at her as she struggled to free herself.

Stella’s hand stung a little.