Chapter 64

Camille’s POV

The beauty salon, with its aromatic scent of flowers, with the pink and feminine touches, feels akin to a hug from a beloved sister as soon as I entered. It was surrounded by several colors of flowers but pink are purple are the most dominant colors amidst women clouded in white robes like myself and Harriet included as we walked toward our ceramic inbuilt eight inches comfy chair.

I have invited Alexis to a beauty palace for a spray tan appointment while I try to knock sense into her and see if she can be reasoned with.

“Are you sure inviting Alexis is a good idea?” Harriet sighed as she plopped tiredly on a chair and set her hand bag on the table in front of us.

“I have run out of ideas at this moment and this is all I can think of.” I raised my hand in the air as if to surrender. “How was your day?”

“Gosh! I fucking hate my boss.” She rolled her eyes and hissed.

“Why? What happened?” I tilted my head at her, wondering why she look