“Yes.” said Georgia after looking at her brother and then went back to browsing the dresses that she had tried. Behind them, Malee saw two of the staff looking at her nervously. Getting accused as rude from either of them could get them into big trouble. George regained his composure and opened his mouth to yell, only to be stopped by Malee, who shook her head. The situation was bad enough with security guards trying to disperse the crowd outside the shop.

Georgia knew what could happen. Probably that’s why she said just to rile up George. Then Maia turned to Georgia.

“Where is your cute brother? Aren’t you going to introduce me to him?” said Maia, without realising that George was right in front of her.

“Cute? That idiot brother of mine?” laughed Georgia. Malee squeezed George’s hand harder, for she could feel it shaking with anger. Georgia, being Georgia, was having a great deal of fun, playing with her brother like she used to, just because she could.

“But he is available, isn’t he?” asked Maia. Getting George would be a major coup for her. She was only a distant cousin by a very thin thread, but George was in direct claim to the top, not to mention the properties and trust funds that their mother had left them.

Georgia shrugged and turned to look at Malee. “You are not going to just stand there, are you?” said Georgie with the arrays of dresses on her arms. Malee rushed forward and took the clothes from her. Then someone squeezed out of the crowd blocking the front door, it was Michael.

“The car park…” stopped Michael as he recognised George underneath the jeans and the cap. “The car can park outside. Bring the …. bodyguard too.” said Malee, while trying to balance herself, carrying the dresses Georgia was throwing at her direction. Michael stared at her then Georgia before laughing softly before pulling George out of the shop. Malee sighed. It was pure luck that it was Michael instead of Mary.