The sales assistant originally closely following behind Sumr Monroe stopped paying attention to her upon hearing the noise and imdiately walked over to the entrance with a fawning attitude.
"Miss Hughes! You’re here? We’ve kept the clothes for you. The new arrivals just ca in today and haven’t even been displayed yet. Please have a seat and wait a mont, I’ll go get the rchandise for you to choose from slowly."
"Alright, hurry up a bit, I have an afternoon tea appointnt with friends later on."
"Very quickly!"
Sumr Monroe listened to their conversation and felt the voices sounded a bit familiar, like she had heard them sowhere before.
Instinctively, she looked in the direction of the voices...
Sumr Monroe only saw a girl with a perfect makeup wearing a stylish Chanel-inspired outfit, sitting arrogantly with her legs crossed, sipping tea handed over by the assistant.
And next to her, her companion was casually playing with her nails, looking equally disdainful.
Sumr Monroe imdiately recognized her; wasn’t this Coralie Hughes, the one who once set her dog to bite Sumr?
She’d heard gossip from the servants that Coralie Hughes was engaged to one of The Four Noble Heirs of Crestfall. It’s best to avoid cross paths with people like them.
If others don’t provoke her, she wouldn’t complicate things when searching for the truth about her mother’s death.
Sumr Monroe quickly looked away and focused on choosing clothes.
Coincidentally, she spotted a blue short sleeve that looked quite stylish.
Sumr Monroe picked it up directly and headed for the cashier.
Feature’s clothing is all one size, so Sumr can wear them without needing to try them on.
However, just a few steps in, the sales assistant returning with the goods noticed Sumr Monroe casually holding a garnt, and her eyes widened like saucers.
"What are you doing?! Stealing clothes? Just so you know, there are surveillance caras all over this store!"
As she spoke, the assistant snatched the clothes away.
Sumr Monroe didn’t expect the assistant to assu she was stealing. Despite her usual patience, she couldn’t tolerate this.
Her face turned cold as she replied, "I was going to pay."
The assistant laughed mockingly, clearly not believing her, and said, "You? Pay? Didn’t you see the tag? This shirt costs over thirty thousand!"
"So what? Does the price tag prohibit from buying it?" Sumr’s gaze was icy like a blade.
The assistant’s heart skipped a beat at Sumr’s unusually cold gaze...
She examined Sumr more closely and noticed that although Sumr was dressed plainly, she had an aura of grace.
Such composure isn’t common.
Could it be... she had offended a low-key major client?
The assistant was frightened into silence.
Just then, Coralie Hughes walked over.
"What’s going on here? Where’s my new clothes?"
The assistant snapped out of it and explained, "No... there was a misunderstanding."
She continued, uncertainly asking Sumr, "Are you really going to pay?"
Sumr’s brow furrowed, "What else? Do you think I’d steal your clothes in front of all these caras?"
The assistant swallowed hard, "Well, then please..."
But just then, Coralie suddenly spoke, "It’s you?"
Sumr Monroe looked up, eting Coralie’s startled gaze.
She nodded calmly, "Yes, Miss Hughes, long ti no see."
Coralie’s face imdiately grew playful and she taunted, "Who would’ve thought the grand Miss Stanton would be mistaken for a thief... Tsk tsk, if anyone found out, wouldn’t they laugh their heads off? But you’re just so country girl getting misunderstood, it’s normal. Let buy this shirt for you. Assistant, bill this shirt to ."
The assistant, observant, realizing Sumr’s identity was indeed unusual, and also noting Coralie’s hostility towards Sumr, jumped in with a flattering smile, "Miss Hughes is certainly generous. Miss, shall I wrap the clothes for you?"
Sumr didn’t want to acknowledge Coralie’s sarcastic remarks, and replied emotionlessly, "No need, I can pay for it myself."
Due to Ryder’s previous words, Coralie felt deep hatred for Sumr.
Seeing that Sumr wasn’t giving her any respect, Coralie dropped the act and said coldly, "I changed my mind, I want this shirt."
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