Bree glared at Dawn when she said that she had limited time. She gritted her teeth and snickered, "Ah! The famous 'Dawn Attitude', which ruined you five years back also."
Dawn frowned. "What do you mean?"
Bree looked away, bit the insides of her cheek and said, "I mean what I say! But I am here to talk about something else. Since you don't have much time left, let me come to the point!"
"Good! Because I was planning to fire you otherwise," said replied coldly.
"You are such a snob!"
Dawn narrowed her eyes. "You have four minutes left."
To contain her anger Bree took in a deep breath and then said, "Erika Trey has sent me to you. She said that if you are going to give her the money for plastic surgery, then she would drop the case against you."
Dawn raised her left eyebrow. "Oh! That's interesting," she said with a lopsided smile. "How much will the surgery cost?"
"It would cost approximately seventy-five thousand dollars."
