Chapter 975:
The male sales assistant, Jett, standing off to the side, was frozen in place, too petrified to move, too stunned to come to Jaida’s aid. That aloof woman’s glare was sharp and merciless, her very presence so oppressive that it seemed she might strike at any moment.
“You… Don’t be reckless! If you touch me, you’ll be thrown in jail. My husband will see that you pay dearly!” Jaida’s voice trailed off, her former arrogance shrinking to nothing.
Just then, a female sales assistant, having just finished with her customer, hurried over nervously. “Miss, perhaps I can assist you instead?” Her voice trembled as she spoke, her fingers twisting together anxiously, her breath caught in her throat as she gazed at Christina.
“Alright.” Christina gazed at the female sales assistant and suppressed her imposing aura, masking it so completely that the terrifying force from moments ago almost seemed like nothing but others’ imagination. Her gaze shifted to Jaida and Jett. “But they owe us an apology.”
“And why should we?” Jaida and Jett retorted in unison, their tones dripping with disdain.
“Because you mocked and ridiculed us without cause,” Christina answered, her voice sharp with ice.
Now that Christina no longer pressed forward with her imposing presence, Jaida convinced herself it had all been an act. Realization struck—she had allowed herself to be cowed by someone so much younger. Embarrassment burned in her chest, quickly curdling into anger, and her hostility toward Christina deepened.
Jaida sneered. “We’re just stating the obvious. How is that mockery? Before you even set foot in this jewelry store, did you stop to think whether you could afford a single thing inside? I’d wager you can’t even buy the cheapest pair of earrings!”
At that, Chloe finally pieced everything together. Earlier, when Jett had suggested earrings, it wasn’t kindness or a cheaper alternative—it was a jab, a taunt that they couldn’t afford even that. The earrings, glittering with gems, were undeniably costly to most. Still, that hardly excused belittling others. Chloe thought herself fortunate to be born into privilege, to live her life free from any concern over money. But she also knew that looking down on others for their lack of fortune was despicable. She despised arrogance and cruelty, but never poverty itself.
𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖈𝖐𝖊𝖉 𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖈𝖊: ⳑ𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀․𝗰𝗈𝗺
“Mrs. Lopez is absolutely right! The three of you have no money, yet you strut around pretending to be some socialites. Do you even realize how laughable your act looks? You don’t even have a decent handbag with you!” Jett jeered, emboldened by Jaida’s presence. If things went south, he could always claim he was protecting a valued customer from penniless window-shoppers. With Jaida behind him, even the store owner wouldn’t risk firing him, since he could excuse it as preserving client relations.
“You!” Chloe’s face flushed crimson with rage. “We didn’t bring handbags because we came here planning to buy a few. We don’t need to flaunt what we already own.”
“Ha-ha!” Jaida and Jett broke into loud, mocking laughter.
“As if anyone would believe that. Buying bags here, like this place is some discount mart?” Jett sneered.
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