It was Fanny who first snapped back to reality, and with a serious expression, asked, "Miss San, what happened just now? Why are they saying you caused trouble?"
Sumr Monroe glanced coldly at the trembling store manager and sales assistant, giving them no room for excuses, said, "I had my eye on a piece of clothing in your store, but these two ladies, one called a thief, and the other wanted to give the clothes I picked to your VIP custor, even telling the sales assistant to throw out."
"Wha—what?!" Fanny’s eyes seed to blaze with fire.
These people actually treated Miss San, whom even their founders regarded as an honored guest, like this?
Sumr Monroe said earnestly, "Fanny, if this is the level of service awareness your brand has, then I really think you shouldn’t be spending a lot of money hiring more talented designers, but rather focus on training the quality of your in-store employees."
As soon as Sumr finished speaking, the store manager and sales assistant felt as if a substantial gaze was cast upon their faces.
They looked up and saw Fanny glaring coldly at them.
The employee benefits at feature are very good, especially obtaining the store manager position, with a particularly lucrative salary.
After all, even sales assistants earn five-figure monthly salaries with sales commissions, they don’t want to lose this golden job!
The store manager quickly grabbed Sumr Monroe’s arm and apologized fearfully, "Miss, I was so blind, I’m truly sorry! Please give another chance!"
The sales assistant beside her was all the more tearful, "I’m sorry, Miss! I will definitely treat all custors equally in the future! Please forgive this once!"
The two were just shy of kneeling in front of Sumr Monroe.
Sumr Monroe said with an unchanged expression, "Treating all custors equally is the most basic requirent in your line of work, and it turns into sothing you need to assure in your words? Is that so hard?"
"No, no..." the sales assistant quickly corrected herself, "I’m wrong! I really know I’m wrong! I will definitely treat every custor as a god in the future!"
Sumr Monroe flung away their hands and said coldly, "Don’t say these things to , I only know that if I hadn’t run into Fanny today, you would have treated as a thief and called the police on . As for anything else, talk to Fanny yourselves!"
The two looked fearfully at Fanny.
Fanny’s face was even colder than Sumr Monroe’s, and she said to her assistant behind her with a voice devoid of warmth, "Have the company remove these two from the brand, and in the future, no store under our na is to hire them!"
"Yes!" The assistant waved a hand, directly having bodyguards drag the two out of the store.
Even from far away, Sumr Monroe could still hear their pleas.
But there was not the slightest increase in warmth in her eyes.
She only sympathized with those who deserved sympathy.
The eyes of the other store clerks looking at Sumr Monroe instantly changed, each relieved that they had not provoked Sumr.
The shrewd ones grabbed the clothing Sumr had looked at and went to package it.
As for Coralie Hughes, who had always received super VIP treatnt the mont she entered the store, was now left aside, unattended.
Coralie Hughes, with her affluent family background, was raised like a princess from a young age, and even had a marriage agreent with the Quinn Family. Coupled with her title of last year’s top socialite, she had been in the lilight in Crestfall.
This was the first ti she felt neglected, ignored like air.
The sense of helplessness, like a dog being beaten to death right in front of her, surged up again.
However, this helplessness soon transford into anger.
What brand, what designer, what Sumr Monroe, if Coralie Hughes wanted, they would all have to roll out of Crestfall!
Coralie Hughes clenched her fists tightly in anger.
The friend beside her, noticing sothing off in her emotions, wanted to co forward and persuade her, but as soon as her hand touched Coralie Hughes’s sleeve, she was pushed away by Coralie.
Coralie Hughes strode directly towards Sumr Monroe.
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