A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“Wait a minute,” Arielle called out in a frigid tone. “I wanted to purchase this shirt first. Shouldn’t you wrap it up for me?” It was blatantly obvious that Yvette’s request was aimed at her. The conflict between the two women seemed unresolvable. Since we cannot resolve it, why should I concede to her? 

There’s nothing that I yearn for in this entire world. Even so, why should I let others take away what’s mine? “You peasant! Do you think that you are in your village? This is my territory! Quick, pack it up for me right now,” Yvette sneered cruelly. Caught between a rock and a hard place, the shop attendant looked at Yvette and Arielle in a conflicting manner. By right, she should sell the shirt to Arielle. Additionally, Arielle seemed like a person she shouldn’t cross. Yet, Yvette was someone she couldn’t afford to offend either.

esteemed customers. She has the privilege to buy the clothes first. Why don’t you take a look around the other clothes?” Yvette’s lips curled into a triumphant

crossed her arms over her chest proudly. Just as Arielle was about to reply, the manager rushed over. “Have you cleaned the shop? The designer is coming over to inspect our store soon. Quick, tidy up the clothing racks!” the manager instructed urgently. Right after the

Who do you want to sell this shirt to?” she turned to address the manager haughtily. Immediately, the manager gave Arielle a once-over. Despite her ordinary

clothing on a regular basis. Miss, why don’t you leave this shirt for Ms. Actonward? You can leave your address with us, and I’ll personally deliver the shirt when it’s back

the manager’s mood darkened. “Miss, I don’t think a customer like you should be worried about our brand. I’ve suggested a logical solution to the problem. If you aren’t satisfied, you can leave without buying.”