I tapped my fingers lightly on the table and lifted my eyes to Ethan.
"These are the photos you’ve spent two months carefully selecting?"
Ethan clearly hadn’t expected Chloe to be so brazen. He could only rub his nose awkwardly.
Chloe, unwilling to let Ethan look bad, rushed to my side.
"Sophia, young people these days like this kind of atmospheric style. Close-up portraits like yours are outdated."
She was mocking my age, but I was only twenty-six. Yes, she was a few years younger than me, but she had no idea that maturity also had its advantages.
I ignored her and slammed the table hard.
"Get your Store Manager out here. Is this how you run a business?"
Hearing that, Chloe panicked. She quickly blinked at Ethan, and he understood, stepping forward to block me.
"Sophia, come on, these aren’t so bad."
I laughed bitterly, pulling free of his grip and pointing at the photos.
"So you think wedding photos without my face are fine? Then maybe a wedding without me would be even better, right?"
My question caught Ethan off guard. At that moment, the Store Manager came over.
After hearing what happened, he apologized sincerely, then turned on Chloe.