Side Chick Era... Over

Loving Mom 269

Chapter 269

Nate turned to the sales associate, his smile cold and tight.

“If you don’t care about keeping your job, by all means, sell the bracelet to her. Just don’t blame me when you can’t find a job- not just in Amstern City, but anywhere in the whole damn country.”

The associate froze, glancing over at Kelly. Her face drained of color.

It didn’t take long for the associate to realize-this was that woman, the one who had once made headlines for her rumored affair with Carter Biggs.

She was just a store clerk. How could someone like her go up against the Biggs Group?

Kelly made a show of gently intervening. “Nate, don’t say that.”

“You’re just too soft, Kelly. That’s why someone like Sharon-a woman who has no shame crawling into a man’s bed-could steal your guy. Today, I’ll teach her a lesson for you.”

Sharon’s expression was unreadable, her voice low and cool. “You’re not qualified to teach me anything.”

She glanced at the two of them, then smiled slightly before raising her voice. “So let me ask-if Carter’s so-called true love sets her sights on something, does it not matter who saw it first, who tried it first, or who was ready to buy it? Does it automatically belong to her?

customers like royalty. But this one? Sounds like they see customers as servants.

here today-be careful. With the kind of power the Biggs Group holds,

sharp and deliberate. And they

had flipped the script, putting Nate and Kelly at odds with everyone else in

just the staff watching. Customers too-each one

in the market. They’re not that powerful yet. If they act like this

I say we go buy from their competitors. Driad

don’t want what I like

tell him what happened here. With this kind of arrogance, they’re not a good fit for

louder as frustration rippled through the room. The dissatisfaction was clear, and mounting by

looked at Nate and Kelly, her smile easy, almost pleasant. “Well, Nate, Kelly, if the Biggs Group’s stock drops tomorrow, I suppose

faces twisted. Neither said

low hum of voices,

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stairs slowly-poised, composed, and commanding. His sharp features and unshakable presence drew every eye in the store. The murmurs died

brows drew together faintly.