To her credit, Queena tried on all the clothes that Melinda plucked off the rack.

Every time she walked out of the fitting room, her daughter-in-law would compliment her, or comment on how to accessorize the clothes, or sometimes just straight up hand her the jewelries to match. She couldn’t deny that she was very satisfied with every outfit that Melinda chose for her.

The attendant paid them no attention at first, but over time she started to notice the pile of clothes that Melinda kept bringing to the dressing area.

And it looked to her like these customers weren’t going to stop trying on clothes anytime soon. She finally approached Melinda, as Queena tried on another outfit in the fitting room.

"Excuse me, but we don’t allow just anyone to try on the clothes we have here. We only cater to buying customers."

She gave her a pointed look as she finished speaking, making sure her message came across clearly. And it did.

"Is that so?" Melinda asked casually as she rubbed the fabric of the dress she was holding between her fingers. Then she smiled a serene smile to mask the annoyance she felt at the attendant’s condescending attitude.

"You’re quite right to be selective with your clientele. These are very high quality clothes after all."

"Indeed," the attendant sniffed. "We have a lot of people coming in here to just try on the clothes and take photos in the fitting room because they can’t afford to actually buy the items."

Then her gaze wandered over to the nearby benches, where the clothes Queena had already tried on were splayed. She heaved an irritated sigh, and went over to pick them up and hang them back on the racks.

"Did you just inadvertently say that I can’t afford these things?" Queena emerged from the fitting room before the attendant could even make a grab for one of the outfits.

The older woman heard everything that was exchanged between the attendant and her daughter-in-law, and it only fueled her earlier displeasure at the type of welcome they received from the store.

Melinda quickly strode over to her and smoothed out the sleeves of the shirt she tried on, and adjusted something at the collar. "Mother, you have such a nice figure, you look good in practically anything. Why don’t we just buy everything you’ve tried on so far?"

Melinda smiled at her mother-in-law, and then the two women turned at the same time to look at the attendant coldly. The woman frowned, her hesitation showing on her face.

Still, she had encountered this scenario before, where customers tried to intimidate her to get their brief fix of luxury. She stood her ground.

She puffed out her chest, ready to reprimand the women, but before she could say anything, the manager burst into the dressing area.

The attendant stared at her superior, confused. As far as she knew, the manager was buried deep in his office since earlier that day, and gave instructions not to be disturbed.

He walked straight to the attendant, his face alarmingly flushed. "Pack all these clothes up for Madam Gu," the manager ordered her with a wild look in his eyes.

and gave them a low bow. As soon as he raised his face, he flashed them his customer

Madam Gu. The attendant didn’t know her place and caused you much distress. Please be assured that this matter will be dealt with

ushered the two women towards the reception, leaving the attendant rooted to the spot, completely horrified as she realized what she had

on all the items you purchased today. Of course, we are well aware that you are not short in funds and have no need for such incentive, but please allow us to gift you with it. I hope you accept, and may

were not to be looked down on. They scurried over to help the attendant pack the goods before

any further incident, but the manager was still a little on edge. He had been handling some paperwork in

up that one call, or there

She was quite certain

from the annoying attendant by continuously giving her clothes to try on. Additionally, she handled the attendant’s snobbish behavior with class, and the complaint

herself, she was impressed. Her

day visiting other shops, and went home late in the evening. Queena didn’t treat Melinda any differently than she always had, but the day passed without her finding fault and

se, but Yulia sensed it. They were all in the living room at the time, and the servants were

you bought are so beautiful! Where did you buy them? I think I’ll go shopping there next time I go out." She was shamelessly looking into the bags, noting the

she watched the seemingly endless influx of more shopping bags. She wasn’t poor herself, but she certainly couldn’t afford this much luxury items at a

to limit her funds, since the old man was aware just how much of a spendthrift she could be. She eyed the

Queena spoke casually, but each word was said in a precise tone, as if to emphasize the fact that Melinda selected

for extravagance. Even Jonas, who had no interest in such affairs and was quietly reading on the couch, looked

good model; it’s easy to pick out outfits when everything looks good on you." Melinda

her daughter-in-law, and it alarmed Yulia. She could feel her face

in her wildest dreams did she expect Queena to accept suggestions from Melinda, much less praise them! 'That little bitch is so sly. If they went out a few more times like this, she might get Queena on her side. I

one of the clothes she fished out from the bags, and her face took on a murderous expression. Queena was first to notice, and then the others looked at Yulia as well, with varying degrees of curiosity and disdain. Even the servants

mistress from a poor background would naturally covet things that were out of

gentle, but her tone firm. It pulled Yulia back to her

her then that it must have looked like she was seething with jealousy over the clothes, which of course she

to come up with an excuse to save face, she slowly let go of the fabric and stood up with her head down.

as she could get, and her pale complexion

into a ball, all alone in a dark corner of the Gu's mansion. No one paid attention to her and she could only look on as the

as well. She woke up with a start, feeling her hatred

was it the other way around? She knew she had to do

followed, Yulia took every opportunity to

money, and would often bring it up in conversation. She would make efforts to

sense that her mother-in-law’s disapproval had significantly grown. She wondered what

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