Chapter 1312


    Serena''sugh wasced with fury, "Do you all have any idea? My spending alone is a hundred,


    maybe even a thousand times what your average customer shells out."


    "Yes, we have considered this. Please leave as soon as possible,’ came the unwavering reply.


    The sales associates neatly arranged her thirty-some shopping bags at the entrance, a silent signal


    that her patronage was no longer desired.


    Fuming and humiliated, Serena snapped, "Fetch your manager! Is this how a top-tier brand treats its


    VIP clients?"


    "I''m sorry, but you''ve been cklisted by our store. And yes, thises straight from the manager.’ the


    salesperson said.


    “What did you say?" Serena''s face turned a shade of thunder.


    "This way, please,’ the sales team said in unison, bowing slightly with a gesture that suggested she exit


    the premises.


    Enraged beyond belief, Serena could barely contain herself. "It seems your brand doesn''t value its


    VIPs. Fine, I''ll take myint to your superiors and see if they also turn away from good business!"


    “Even aint to our headquarters won''t change a thing. Please, leave."


    With that, Serena stormed out, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.


    Once she was gone, the manager turned to Guti. "You too, get out!"


    "Manager: "If you don''t stop your bbering and upset Mrs. Griffith further, we''ll all suffer the


    consequences! Now go!"


    Tears in her eyes, Guti cast a longing look towards the second floor, wishing Mrs. Griffith would show


    mercy.


    She had no idea the inly dressed girl downstairs was Mrs. Griffith''s own niece.


    If she had known, she wouldn''t have dared to cross her, not for all the money in the world.


    As Guti left in tears, the manager sternly warned the rest, "Keep your eyes open from now on. Don''t


    cross someone without knowing who they are! If this happens again, the fallout will be much worse!"


    "Yes, Manager, they chorused.


    The manager, having scolded staff, hurried upstairs to find Eunice and exin.


    "My apologies for disturbing your shopping,dies. The ignorantdy from before has been escorted


    out. She''s on our cklist and will never set foot here again. Also, the sales associate—Guti—who


    offended Miss Be has been dismissed. The two dresses that caught your eye, please consider them


    a gift from our store. I hope you and the young miss can forgive the unpleasantness caused by those


    uncouth individuals."


    Eunice, still browsing the racks, askednguidly without ncing up, "Does the Griffith family need


    Belongs ? to N?velDrama.Org.


    these two dresses?"


    “Of course not, ma''am. The whole world knows of your family''s wealth. The dresses are a token of our


    sincerest apologies for the difort you''ve experienced in our establishment. As the manager, the


    quilt weighs heavily on me.


    "It seems our difort isn''t a grave concern in your eyes."


    The manager, taken aback and troubled by the implication, hastily offered, “Furthermore, from now on,


    when you or the young miss shop here, you will receive an additional 20% discount on top of the


    membership price!"


    It was practically selling at cost.


    They had no choice. Offending someone of such stature had already cost them dearly.


    “What was she wearing?" Eunice asked casually, picking out a particrly stylish dress from the


    disy. "What did she look like?"


    The manager, realizing whom Eunice referred to, described promptly, "She was in a pink CNL suit with


    a white beret, and had long, wavy brown hair."