Chapter 74

Yuna and Alison struck a deal, then Yuna was immediately ushered off to change at backstage.

As she stepped into the dressing room, Yuna’s eyes sparkled at the sight. Golden racks were filled with rows of dazzling high–end fashion pieces.

Long gowns, mini skirts, dresses, blouses, sweaters, thermal tops, and even a few blazers.

All were trendy and fashionable, items Yuna had never seen in the shop on the first floor, and they looked even better than what she had initially picked out.

The shop assistant. Neal, casually pulled a dress from the rack and handed it to Yuna, “Try this one on.”

Yuna inspected the dress as she took it. grumbling. “Why aren’t these clothes on display? If I knew these were available, I wouldn’t have chosen the one I did.”

Neal glanced at Yuna with undisguised disdain, “These are samples for the models to wear. The real deals are saved for VIPs. We don’t display them unless the customer can afford it. Otherwise, even if we put them out, no one can afford to buy them.”

Yuna was irked.

Was this guy mocking her for not being able to afford it?

She wanted to blow up at him, but remembering her deal with Alison and needing that dress, she swallowed her anger.

She vowed to herself that once she successfully seduced Frederick, she’d have him take her shopping here.

She’d make Neal bow down and shine her shoes.

Snooty salesclerk.

then joined the

as a last–minute addition and didn’t have the professional model’s stride.

first model confidently stepped onto the runway, showcasing every detail of her outfit

models‘ performances,

Now she not only experienced high–end service but had them bring out

buy anything,

confess. “Can you make them stop? The clothes are beautiful, but I

Frederick smiled lightly. “You think I’d let you

pleasant, especially the teasing question

little dazed, her

he offering to buy the clothes for

was puzzled by Frederick’s attitude,

International, you should care more about your relationship with the fashion

more embarrassed. She tried to hide her worn–out sneakers and whispered, “But I don’t

on her, “What you owe me is more

I don’t want to owe

education, was already a significant favor, a

have no intention of letting her off the hook, “You can

Marguerite blinked, “How?”

smiled, “Deduct it from

What?

it from

salary is so little. I can’t possibly

Marguerite’s head, “If you can’t

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