Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Chapter 471

The bag slung over Allison's shoulder was a global limited edition-only Black Gold members could even dream of owning it. It wasn't something you'd ever find on their website. For most people, spotting this bag in real life was like seeing a unicorn.

The woman across from her gave her a look dripping with disdain, her voice razor sharp. "Don't act so above it all. My boyfriend's offering you three grand just let me have that dress."

Allison smirked. "I already told you. I'm not giving it up."

She turned to the sales associate, her voice calm. "Could you please wrap this up for me?"

"Of course, miss." The associate quickly took down the dress and started to wrap it, all professional smiles.

The couple's faces darkened.

Allison handed over her card and paid, ignoring the woman's ongoing sneers.

"Fake-bag girl, you know that dress costs over fifty grand, right? Seriously, just let me have it. Go home and order a knockoff online. I mean, a fake purse with a fake dress-sounds like your style, doesn't it?"

in front of everyone, his

phony purse around and trying to compete

you can actually afford. Bleed yourself dry for one dress and what, you think people will suddenly respect you? Please. They'll just laugh behind your back

clearly loaded, and even if they didn't get the dress, maybe they'd buy something else. So, the associate kept her tone gentle, trying to diffuse the situation with a polite smile. "Maybe you'd

then, Allison's phone

I'm here at the store. Weren't you coming

back quickly: Shopping for

Okay, I'm in the

on the toxic couple. She took the carefully wrapped dress from

her walk away, Trayson's face twisted in anger. The Webb family was a

some kind of saint,"

Swet

met