Chapter 135

Linda's POV God, I had better things to do on a Saturday morning than babysit Howard's spoiled brat at her wedding dress fitting. But here I was, watching this ridiculous charade unfold because the man was paying me well. Otherwise, I'd have told his daughter and that insufferable wife of his to go straight to hell. I arrived at the bridal boutique fifteen minutes early and ended up waiting nearly half an hour for those two dimwits. They thought being fashionably late made them look important. When they finally graced us with their presence, the store manager informed us all consultants were busy with brides who'd actually shown up on time. Ella threw a full-blown tantrum right there in the waiting area. Stamping her feet like a toddler and screeching about her father's money and influence. The manager, bless her patience, simply offered a refund and suggested another store. That shut her up quick,she was too attached to that monstrosity she called a wedding dress. "I'm so excited!" El