The Divorced Heiress

Eunice looked at Amanda with hatred but it later disappeared upon hearing those words.

“Can you please take me there so that I can have a look?” Amanda said while looking at the

salesperson.

“Sorry miss but it is impossible. Those who are allowed in there are the VIPS of the shop,” the salesperson answered rudely, making Amanda frown but later understood why the person had changed her

character so soon.

“Didn’t you just say that one can see it and you were willing to take me there before she spoke?”

Amanda asked, trying her best to be calm and control her anger.

“Ma’am, you quite a joke. You can’t even pay for the dresses you have just selected but you want to buy tailor–made designed dresses?” The employee asked as she raised her voice, gaining the attention

of everyone in the shop.

“Amanda, let’s just leave, there is no reason for us to argue with st*pid people like them,” Elsa

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“No, I won’t leave till I see the dresses. I want to see your manager, Amanda said coldly as she looked at the salesperson but the woman was not afraid of her gaze.

“You? How I wish that the ladies behind you were the ones who were requesting to see the manager! was even doing you a favor by serving a poor person like you who isn’t supposed to be in this shop,” the woman said loudly with disdain in her eyes.

Marie was pleased with how everything was going on.

“Ma’am, please forgive her, I am sure that she doesn’t know the value of the tailor–made dresses. She just thought that the dresses that have been displayed are the same price as the tailor–made,” Marie

said, making Amanda roll her eyes as she looked at her.

“The woman is so good at attacking someone while defending. She is more evil than Eunice,” Elsa told Amanda in a whisper when she stared at the woman.

Amanda agreed with Elsa’s words but she did not say anything.

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“You are such a kind miss, unlike your friend here. Why don’t you convince her to leave since she can’t afford to buy anything from our shop?” the salesperson asked with a friendly smile on

her face,

making Elsa feel as if she could vomit.

“Everyone has the right to shop anywhere. Who knows, maybe she really has the money to pay even

though she is poorly dressed,” Marie told her as she looked at Amanda with a proud look on her face.

“You should call your manager right now. You should even be fired because of discriminating against

your customers.” Amanda said coldly, making the employee take a few steps backward out of fear.

“What is going on here?” a voice asked behind Amanda making her turn around.

“This woman! She can’t afford to buy the dresses which are here but still insists on seeing the

dresses in the inner room. The tailor–made clothes,” the salesperson said hurriedly as if she had

seen her savior.

Her behavior made the newcomer frown and look at Amanda and her group. She recognized them as

women who were having quarrels outside thus she knew their identities.

Upon taking a closer look, she was shocked by the outfit worn by Amanda. Even though it seemed cheap as it didn’t have a label on it, she recognized it since she had to buy it but was told that there was someone else who had bought it at a higher price than its original price.

“Is this how you treat our customers? No wonder our sales have been decreasing as time passes by n

matter how beautiful and worthy our outfits are,” the woman said, shocking everyone while Aurora

looked at her in surprise.

She had seen how the woman had gazed at her outfit and knew that the woman recognized it and th

designer who designed it.

“But madam…” the salesperson tried defending herself but was silenced by the cold glare shot at her

by her superior.

“They came to buy clothes not to be slandered by you. Since you love telling people how poor they are

can you tell us how rich you are and how many clothes you can buy from this shop?” the superior asked

as she looked at her subordinate.

“I….I…” the salesperson tried answering the question but nothing managed to leave her m*uth as it was

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“……..” the salesperson thed answering the question but nothing managed to leave her m*uth as it was impossible for her to answer them.

“Mh, you can’t even answer such a simple question. If you are richer than them then why do you have to work in our job? You should just go home and spend your millions,” the superior added without giving the subordinate a chance to digest anything that was being said to her.

“No Madam. Please don’t fire me, I was wrong,” the woman cried for mercy but it fell on deaf ears.

“Guards, take this woman away since she doesn’t want to leave on her own”

Amanda and Elsa were amazed by how everything worked out but neither of them tried saying anythin

On the other hand. Eunice had tried talking multiple times in defense of the salesperson but Marie

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aways cinched her and wamed her against doing so. Eunice wondered why she couldn’t speak wher deany could but Marie understood that if they ended up angering the superior, they might be banne from getting in the shop in the future and she didn’t want that since it was one of the best.

somy miss. Please follow me” the superior said after the salesperson was taken away.

“Oka Amanda said as she followed her dosely

Ubon gesing into the inner room, they were amazed at how stunning the outfits were. Eunice ran

acolly towards a dress which had already caught her eye and was about to take it when Amanda spo

The what are you doing? Elsa and I are the ones doing the shopping. Also, you can wait till we leave so that you can use your own connections to get in here.” Amanda said, making Eunice glare at her but precending that she did not see it

Amanda walked towards the dress which Eunice was about to pick, picked it up and gave it to Elsa so that she could try it making Eunice burn with fury. Amanda selected four other dresses, all of which

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“Guess we can now go and pay!”

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