Spoiled by the Silver Fox

"Obviously, these clothes are on display for those fancy ladies who know all about fashion and fabrics. They'd have personal assistants to help them try on clothes, and nothing would get ruined. But you guys are different. You don't look like the type to have people waiting on you hand and foot. If y'all were to try on clothes and ruin them, you wouldn't be able to afford to pay for the damages!"

Just then, a mother-daughter duo walked into the store. It was none other than Mrs. Klein and a tall, beautiful girl.

The girl looked to be around twenty years old, very young, dressed in a high-scale custom dress, with an air of elegance about her.

She was also wearing expensive jewelry and a fancy watch, making it clear that she was loaded.

The saleswoman who had just been looking down on Stephanie and her mother now scurried over to Mrs. Klein with a big smile, saying, "Mrs. Klein, Ms. Klein, what an honor to have you in our store today!" Mrs. Klein didn't even notice Stephanie and her mom, and with an arrogant nod, she said, "We're here to check out your new summer collection."

"Mrs. Klein, Ms. Klein, allow me to introduce myself. I can help you browse through this year's new fashion magazines, and if you like something, I'd be more than happy to help you try it on."

Mrs. Klein was a frequent customer at this store, so all the salespeople recognized her. The mother-daughter duo was soon escorted to the store's exclusive VIP seats.

In stark contrast to how they treated Stephanie and her mom, the salespeople eagerly brought them fresh fruit juice and took turns introducing the latest styles to them.

Marilyn instinctively shrank back and whispered to Stephanie, "Steph, let's just go."

The saleswoman who had been rude earlier now came over to shoo them away again.

"Sorry, but we have important guests to attend to now and can't assist other customers. Please, leave."

Stephanie knew her mom didn't like

causing a scene, and they might as well avoid trouble rather than getting into a conflict with Mrs. Klein, who geor

had a sharp tongue and could make her mom upset.

But who the hell did this saleswoman think she was? Kicking customers out of the store? Disrespecting people like that!

Stephanie's temper was ignited, and she said coldly, "I'm not leaving today, and I want my mom to try on that dress from earlier. What are you going to do, call mall security on me?!"

Even though she didn't like stirring up trouble, Stephanie absolutely wasn't afraid of confrontation!

The saleswoman frowned and said, "Please show some respect. Disturbing our important guests won't do you any favors! Just leave! This isn't a place ordinary people like you can afford!"

"Well, is that Marilyn? Recovering

from your illness and still out

shopping? I must say, you've got

some guts coming to a high-end et

store like this," Mrs. Klein had noticed the dress in the window when she came in, but only glanced at it briefly.

She had intended to come over for a closer look, but surprisingly ran into this mother-daughter duo of home wreckers instead.

Considering the young man she had seen at the hospital, she chose not to make a scene like before and just uttered a few sarcastic words.

Marilyn didn't matter to her, but if that little tramp really had some connection with the Ingram family, she wouldn't want to make an enemy out of them all by herself.

Stephanie Sneered, "If I didn't know

any better, I would've thought this store belonged to you, Mrs. Klein. You're the only one allowed inside, and no one else is allowed to enter, hub?"