“Mira, you’re the star tonight. Don’t dress too casually,” Sophie teased.Miranda laughed softly. “I know, I’ve already called the boutique. Their makeup team will be coming over and they’ll help you get ready too.”“Oh, no thanks,” Sophie said with a grin. “Tonight’s all about your admirers, not me.”Miranda felt her cheeks warm. “Stop it. They’re just friends and coworkers.”On the other end, Sophie laughed, a teasing note in her voice, then added, “Should I let Mr. Lloyd know? I love watching a good showdown between guys.”“You—!” Miranda huffed. She was so annoyed she felt like reaching through the phone and smacking her.*By four thirty, Miranda got a call from the boutique staff saying they had arrived early and were waiting for her at the Moutin Hotel.Miranda was packing up to leave when she heard Coco’s voice.“Can I help you? Who are you looking for?”“Excuse me, is Ms. Stone here?”Surprised, Miranda stepped out of her office and saw two young women standing ther
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