Olivia Lewis also returned her a warm kiss, "Long time no see, how have you been recently?"
Prada stepped back with a smile on her lips, "I'm very well. I just got off the plane yesterday. I originally wanted to invite you and Enna to dinner, but unfortunately I couldn't get away because there was too much to do, so I had to let it go."
Olivia, "Haha, no worries, after I'm done today, I'll treat you and Enna to dinner. Enna is also nearby."
"Sure." Prada agreed heartily, completely unlike the cold and aloof image portrayed by the outside world.
The two conversed happily, clearly good friends in private.
The others watched in shock, whispering among themselves. Many shifted their curious gazes from Olivia Lewis to Leah Rivers, wondering what she would do.
Leah Rivers, her mouth agape, was too preoccupied to notice how others viewed her. She widened her eyes, her left hand unconsciously clutching Natasha Phillips' wrist, muttering in a daze, "How could this be..."
