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    Zoie folded her arms and cast a disdainful look at Elena before turning to the store manager. “How is someone this low-ss even allowed in here? She’s ruining the store’s image. Get rid of her.”


    Elena calmly replied, “The only ones degrading the brand’s image are those who judge people by their appearance.”


    “How dare you!” Zoie’s frown deepened, her face flushing with anger. “Do you even know who I am? How dare you speak to me this way?”


    Seeing her aunt fume, Hannah smirked at Elena. “My aunt is Lawrence’s wife, and the Spencer family is the richest in the. With how pathetic you look, even if you sold yourself, you still couldn’t afford to offend us!”


    Elena raised an eyebrow. Lawrence’s wife? Wasn’t that the mistress Wesley’s good-for-nothing father married after his first wife’s death? Everyone in the knew…


    Everyone in the knew about Lawrence’s affair and how Gerald had kicked him out of the Spencer Group afterward. After losing his status, Lawrence had be insignificant. He was no longer weed at banquets hosted by either the Harper or Spencer families. Elena had never actually met Lawrence’s wife before.


    Elena kept a calm expression. “Lawrence’s wife? Never heard of such a figure.”


    Hannah scoffed. “That just proves how clueless you are—you’re nowhere near high society!”


    Elena replied casually, “The only person from the Spencer family worth knowing in the is Wesley, the chairman of the Spencer Group. The rest don’t matter.”


    “Guess what? Wesley is my cousin!” Hannah said with a smug expression. “Cross us, and you won’tst in the!”


    Elena curled her lips in disdain. Make her unable to stay in the? How foolish. “Oh, really?” Elena eyed Hannah as if she were ridiculous. “So, Wesley is your cousin? That just means you’re using his status to throw your weight around, isn’t it?”


    She deliberately slowed down on the words “using his status,” making her mockery clear. Her voice dripped with sarcasm.


    Hannah’s fists tightened, her face clouding with fury.


    Zoie snarled at the store manager, “What are you standing around for? Get rid of her! I refuse to shop in the same ce as someone like her. If you keep allowing people like that inside, how do you expect to keep your business running in Uchison Mall?”


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    Zoie was a frequent shopper, and the manager was well aware of her status.


    The manager turned to Elena and said, “Miss, Mrs. Spencer holds a high status. It’s not wise to offend her. If you apologize now, we can just move past this.”


    Elena’s eyes turned ice-cold as she faced the store manager. “Apologize to them? I walked in here to shop, minding my own business. Meanwhile, those two started yapping like rabid dogs the moment they arrived. And now you want me to apologize to them?”


    The manager’s patience snapped. His voice took on a smug tone. “Mrs. Spencer is an important customer here. If you refuse to apologize, I have no choice but to ask you to leave. We don’t wee people like you.”


    He assumed Elena was wasting time, doubted she could afford the bag, and saw her as an obstacle to real sales.


    Elena’s voice dropped another notch. “Is this how your store operates? Treating customers based on status? What makes you so sure I’m someone you can afford to offend?”


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