Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 22 - Shopping

Eleanor looked at the copper-colored storefront after more than five years. They hadn't changed the design a bit, just the art pieces had been replaced. "The old ones were better," she thought.

She walked in and noticed that the interior had changed significantly since her last visit. There were new types of products on display, and the overall layout seemed more modern. She scanned the store until her eyes landed on a section showcasing several backpacks.

She walked over to the rack and picked up a pink backpack. A salesgirl quickly approached her with a polite smile.

"Miss, this is an excellent choice, but it might not be suitable for you. This backpack is designed for younger girls. If you don't mind, we have a similar design that would be more appropriate for you. May I show you?" the salesgirl offered.

"It's okay. I wanted to buy it for my daughter. Can you tell me more details about this one?" Eleanor asked.

"Certainly, Miss. This bag is made of organic cotton and natural cowhide leather. The straps are adjustable but non-removable. It is crafted in France and designed to be both stylish and durable," the salesgirl explained.

At that moment, a sarcastic voice came from behind. "Oh my! Isn't this Eleanor Whitmore? I heard you were expelled from your family and ran away. Do you even have the money to buy something from Louis Vuitton? If not, don't dirty the store. Hey, you, salesgirl, send this poor woman out."

Eleanor turned around and saw her former school senior, Willow White, standing there with a middle-aged man. Willow had been her stepsister Jennifer's classmate and had taken every opportunity to bully her in the past. Now that Eleanor thought about it, her ex-fiancé, James, had won her heart by always protecting her from bullying. It must have all been a setup, and she had unknowingly fallen into their trap.

and then ignored her. She had no interest in talking to the likes of her and focused on the bag instead. She just wanted to finish her purchase and

stop now. She was here with her new boyfriend, a manager at NexaByte Technologies

how hard you try, you can't afford that bag. You're no longer the young miss of the Whitmore family. You're nothing but a poor beggar

Eleanor, Willow turned her fury on the salesgirl. "Hey, you! Can you not hear me? Why are you still attending

I am attending to her. There are other sales assistants available. If you can't find someone right away,

me? Do you know who I am? I am the eldest daughter of the White family! I

couldn't stay silent any longer. She turned to Willow with an icy glare and said, "Why are you picking a fight with this innocent

spine. She couldn't understand why she was feeling such oppressive energy from Eleanor, whom she had known since childhood. Meek and easy to bully. But she wasn't one to back down easily. Angrily,

backpack. Please process my payment. And if you ever face trouble because of this incident, come find me

Willow reached the counter and shouted, "Where is your

commotion. "Miss, what seems to be the problem? I am the manager here. If you have a complaint, we can

at Eleanor and declared, "I want that woman thrown out of this store! And I

manager frowned. "Miss, everyone is a valued customer here. If she has caused you any

told you! She's been expelled from her family, which means she can't afford anything here. I told your salesgirl to kick her out and attend to

be upset.