Chapter 439


    Even though Ynda was reluctant, she went into the changing room under everyone’s watchful eyes,


    changed into her dress, and handed it to the clerk. Just as she was about to leave, the clerk hurriedly


    ran up to her.


    “Wait.” A store employee hurriedly caught up, “Miss, you’ve broken the zipper on your dress. And


    there’s a tear on the side.”


    Upon hearing this, Zachary frowned, “What kind of material is this? Howe it breaks so easily?”


    “Sir, it’s because your fiancée’s waist is a bit too thick. This skirt is designed for slender waists. Your


    fiancée should have felt it tight around her waist when she tried it on. She must have squeezed into it”


    Ynda bit her lip. It was true that she had to take a few deep breaths to barely squeeze into the dress


    when she put it on earlier.


    She just wanted to create the illusion of a slim waist, but she wasn’t careful when taking off the dress,


    and ended up tearing it.


    The clerk patiently exined, “ording to our policy, you guys are cklisted customers without


    purchasing rights. But since you’ve damaged the merchandise, you will have to pay the full price, which


    is 1.3 million dors for this dress. Would you like to pay by credit card or cash?”


    Hearing this number, Zachary’s mood soured. Was it that expensive?


    Noticing his confusion, the clerk continued, “This is a design personally made by our founder. The


    materials are top–notch, and the floral patterns on the dress hem are studded with diamonds.”


    “Zachary.” Ynda did see the price when she tried on the dress. She thought she could use this


    opportunity to squeeze some money out of Zachary, but she didn’t


    expect.


    Whispers began to spread among the onlookers.


    “No ordinary tailor can fix that tear.”


    “So they spent 1.3 million dors on an unwearable dress.”


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    “They’re cklisted customers. Even if they bought it, they can’t wear it, right? Otherwise, QY could


    sue them.”


    “What a self–inflicted mess.”


    The murmurs reached Zachary’s ears, making his face even grimmer.


    Just then, Olga, who had heard the news and rushed over, saw her daughter and future son–inw


    surrounded by a crowd. She hurriedly pushed through the crowd and pointed at Arabe, “Yoli, is this


    woman bullying you again? I’ll teach her a lesson.”


    With that, Olga lunged at Arabe.


    Earlier on the phone, Ynda had told her that Arabe had humiliated her in public. Olga and her


    husband happened to be nearby, so they rushed over at once. Before Olga couldnd a p on


    Arabe’s face, her wrist was caught by Arabe.


    With a light flick, Arabe threw Olga to the side, crashing into a mirror on a pir.


    “Mom, are you okay?” Ynda rushed to her aid, while shooting Arabe a re.


    “Arabe!!” Zachary shouted, then quickly went over to help. “Are you okay? Where did you get hurt?”


    “This mirror is worth ten thousand dors. You should be thankful it didn’t break.”


    Hearing Arabe’s casual remark, Attlee in the crowd was fuming, “Arabe! How could you be so


    rude? Have you forgotten all the manners the Murphy family taught you over the years? You clerks,


    why aren’t you showing her the door? What are you standing around for!”


    Show the boss the door? Sorry, they didn’t have the guts for that.


    At this moment, Jaime, the person in charge of QY, arrived. He heard from his subordinates that there


    was a problem at the QY counter and the clerks were bullying


    the customers.


    Although he found it hard to believe, he was nearby so he decided to check it out himself.


    Upon seeing him, Attlee sighed in relief, “Mr. Jaime, you’re just in time. I heard,”


    Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Jaime hurriedly walking towards Arabe, bowing


    respectfully, “Boss, what happened?”


    Boss?