Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 387:

The mall manager made a personal appearance.

“You’re fired!” he barked harshly at the saleswoman.

Confused and shocked, the saleswoman questioned, “Why am I getting fired, sir?”

The manager replied with firmness, “Because you failed to recognize who matters here! Go settle your pay with the finance department and leave. You’re annoying our valued guest. Get the hell out of here.”

The saleswoman, bewildered, glanced at Xander, puzzled by the scruffy man’s supposed importance. But the stern look from her manager prompted her to depart silently, without further inquiry.

Once she had gone, the manager turned to Xander with a bow. “Esteemed guest, I’ll personally see to your needs now. I hope you enjoy your shopping experience.”

Xander looked around, still somewhat bewildered.

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The mall was a hub for the city’s wealthiest, and he was suddenly being treated like royalty. Feeling a bit flustered but remembering Marissa had asked him to do the shopping fast, he quickly selected some clothing and shoes, instructing, “Please have these taken to the lounge for me to change into.”

guessing Xander’s size and gesturing to another saleswoman, “Take these to the lounge and make sure everything

a respectful bow to Xander

with a nod and

entered the mall and headed straight for the women’s clothing

However, since she was about to see the president of the Peridot Consortium, Clarissa, later that day, she reconsidered and opted to shop

her about Clarissa’s penchant for

Marissa knew she needed to dress

arriving at the women’s clothing section and confidently told the saleswoman, “Please take these

once-over, taking in her modest ensemble, which seemed to make her a bit

11 million dollars! Before we go any further, I need to confirm your payment method.

despised the condescending attitude of saleswomen who underestimated customers ready to make significant

a standard bank card from her wallet and handed

the plainness of the card, pursed her lips

VIP bank cards, and she couldn’t help but assume Marissa was pretending to be wealthier

into the POS machine. Her expression transformed from skepticism to

two zeros, three zeros, four zeros, five zeros… My goodness, that’s a lot of