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"Miss, this mister right here is a good friend of mine. I'll pay for all their expenses in the mall today." Angeline's voice might have sounded like a breeze, but it was also compressed in ice. The shopkeeper sized Angeline up skeptically and thought, 'What sort of status does this woman have to speak in such an arrogant and haughty tone?'

Before the shopkeeper could say anything to jeer at her, Angeline pulled out a supreme membership card from her handbag and handed it to the shopkeeper. " Here, swipe it."

At the sight of the card, the shopkeeper's face changed abruptly.

Although she was just an employee at the company's grassroots level, her boss would often emphasize supreme membership cards like that in the meeting.

Her boss had always said, "Customers who enter our store with this card are the mall's VIP. No matter who they are, you must treat them with even greater respect than your boss. You must provide them with first-class service and never, never make her feel even the slightest bit of discomfort."

At this moment, the shopkeeper nearly fell to her knees in front of Angeline. She had already broken out in a cold sweat. She had a hunch that she was going t

o lose her job.

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The shopkeeper walked over to Jay and apologized in a trembling voice. "I'm really sorry, Sir. I was too ignorant earlier and spoke too harshly. Would you be so kind as to forgive me, Sir?" Jay did not respond to her.

thud. "I was wrong, Sir. Please,

did not

he should at least say something. What was he trying to tell

that his gaze was fixed intently on Angeline. His

describe the mood that Jay

she was standing up for him because he thought that she was the she- devil Angeline, the same girl who had a crush on him and even

been struck by thunder-burnt on the outside

an understatement to say

ethereal and pure, like a fairy who had been left

beauty sent his heart

for quite some time, he realized that this woman

after blows,

could not comprehend it. He actually met the woman he drew out of

was that this woman whose voice

her blank eyes and at her white cane, he deduced that she