The sharp, mocking words hung in the air, followed by a thick silence. All eyes were on Jerrold, the so-called big shot whose bluff had just been called.


    Saskia and J, who had been furious just a moment ago, now struggled to hold back theirughter. It was incredibly satisfying. Mess with Juniper? That was just asking for trouble.


    Jerrold''s fists clenched at his sides, his face a mottled mess of shame and anger as he felt the weight of everyone''s stares.


    "Everything?" Ynda finally broke the silence, her face a cold mask of fury. "Jerrold was just being polite. I can''t believe you had the nerve to make such an outrageous demand. I think you came here just to cause trouble."


    She raised her voice, turning to the manager. "If you don''t handle this, I''m escting myint to your superiors. If I remember correctly, I can email your designer, Jennie, directly."


    The threat of contacting the boss sent a chill down the manager''s spine. Ms. Sherwin was a VIP; herint would be taken seriously. More importantly, he knew for a fact that Jennie was currently in Era City. She could show up at any moment.


    "Ms. Sherwin, please, calm down," the manager said hastily. "Why don''t you have a seat and rest? I''ll take care of this."


    "Hurry up. We have other ces to be," Ynda said, taking Jerrold''s arm and leading him to the sofa, where she began touching up her makeup.


    Jerrold remained silent, his face stony as he seethed with a quiet rage. It was clear now that Juniper was just toying with him, making him look like a fool.


    Fearing Ynda''sint, the manager decided to pick on the easier target. His tone became harsh. "Miss, if you and your friends don''t leave now, I''ll have to call security."


    He had tried to be civil, but they had pushed him too far.


    “Tsk.” Juniper settled onto the other end of the sofa, crossing her slender legs. She tapped her fingers lightly on the armrest, her voiceced with frost. "It seems no one here is capable of serving us."


    The manager and the sales associates remained silent, their expressions confirming her statement.


    “Fine,” Juniper said with a slight lift of her brows. "We''ll just have to find someone else."


    Find someone else? The manager and his staff exchanged confused nces. Who else was there? It was official: this girl was here to sur up trouble.


    "Alright, you leave us no choice," the manager said, picking up the phone to call mall security.


    “J, are you sure Juniper will be okay?" Saskia whispered, her palms sweating.


    "Of course," J replied, lookingpletely unfazed, even a little amused. "My cousin never picks a fight she can''t win."


    She had never seen anyone get the upper hand on Juniper.


    "If you say so," Saskia mumbled, though she still felt a knot of anxiety in her stomach. They were calling security, after all.


    Just as the manager was about to dial, a sales associate rushed to his Sir!" she whispered urgently... "It''s Jennie She''s here.


    “What?” The manager whipped his head around, nearly dropping his phone.


    "Jennie, our boss and head designer! She just got here. She''s downstairs and will be up in a few minutes the associate said, practically bouncing on her feet with anxiety.


    How could that be? They hadn''t notified her. Unless...


    The manager''s eyes darted toward Ynda, his heart pounding.


    Could she have already sent thatint email? If Jennie was rushing over this


    quickly, she must take Ms. Sherwin''s business very seriously.