A Beauty With Multiple Masks

The shop attendant was stunned. Yvette must have hated Arielle so much that she won’t even let Arielle retain her dignity. Yet, she was unsure about Arielle’s background. On the other hand, Yvette was an important customer and benefactor. Last year, she managed to achieve outstanding sales due to Yvette. Thus, the shop attendant merely hesitated for a brief second as she came to a decision. “All right, I will wrap this up right away,” she beamed brightly and followed Yvette’s instructions.

“Wait a minute,” Arielle called out in a frigid tone. “I wanted to purchase this shirt first. Shouldn’t you wrap it up for me?” It was blatantly obvious that Yvette’s request was aimed at her. The conflict between the two women seemed unresolvable. Since we cannot resolve it, why should I concede to her? 

There’s nothing that I yearn for in this entire world. Even so, why should I let others take away what’s mine? “You peasant! Do you think that you are in your village? This is my territory! Quick, pack it up for me right now,” Yvette sneered cruelly. Caught between a rock and a hard place, the shop attendant looked at Yvette and Arielle in a conflicting manner. By right, she should sell the shirt to Arielle. Additionally, Arielle seemed like a person she shouldn’t cross. Yet, Yvette was someone she couldn’t afford to offend either.

to buy the clothes first. Why don’t you take a look around the other clothes?” Yvette’s lips curled into a triumphant smile when she heard the

crossed her arms over her chest proudly. Just as Arielle was about to reply, the manager rushed over. “Have you cleaned the shop? The designer is coming over to inspect our store soon. Quick, tidy up the clothing racks!” the manager instructed

want to sell this shirt to?” she turned to address the manager haughtily. Immediately, the manager gave Arielle a once-over. Despite her ordinary outfit, Arielle

leave this shirt for Ms. Actonward? You can leave your address with us, and I’ll personally deliver the shirt when it’s back in stock,” the manager offered politely. Arielle frowned when she heard the manager’s decision. “I first assumed that

like you should be worried about our brand. I’ve suggested a logical solution to the problem. If you