Undercover Heiress
Language: en
My female colleague, Chloe, suddenly stared at my exposed calves and asked, "Maya, are you wearing brown pantyhose today?" I instantly understood. She was taking a dig at my dark complexion. I nodded indifferently. "Yeah, I am." She let out an exaggerated gasp, loud enough for the whole office to hear. "Really? Wow! I bet someone else that those were your actual legs." I ignored her and buried my head back into fixing my boss’s PowerPoint. By afternoon, half the office had found excuses to walk past my desk. They just wanted to see if I was actually wearing stockings or not.