NovelTrueChapter 466
"Where's your manager? Get her here right now, | want to file a complaint!"
The sharp voice instantly drew the attention of everyone in the store. All eyes turned toward the source of the
commotion.
Yet, the woman at the center of the scene only grew more arrogant, assuming an air of superiority. The sales
associate she had slapped stood there, one side of her face swollen and red, tears silently streaming down.
The manager hurried over from the other side of the shop. "Ms. White! This employee is new and a bit clumsy.
I'm so sorry for any inconvenience she caused you! Baber, apologize to Ms. White right now!"
This Ms. White was known as Violet.
Violet was a premium member at their store, coming in every month for her beauty treatments. She was a big
spender, and the manager certainly didn't want to offend such a valuable customer over an employee.
So, regardless of the facts, the fault must lie with the employee.
The employee who had been slapped looked up at the manager, her voice filled with frustration, "Manager, this
isn't my fault. She hitfirst..."
The manager frowned and snapped coldly, "Baber! Do you not want to keep your job?"
Working at a high-end skincare store cwith a good salary and commissions, and sometimes even tips from
clients. Baber had gone through quite the ordeal to land this position, so she certainly didn't want to lose it.
Swallowing her pride, she apologized.
In the adult world, what's a little injustice, right?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven after the apology, Violet seemed dissatisfied.
The manager quickly presented an elegant gift box. "Ms. White, please consider she's new and let this slide. Oh,
and this is a new hydrating product we've just received. I'd like to offer it to you as a token of our appreciation. |
know a single skincare item might not be much for someone like you, but please accept it as a small gesture
from our store."
Violet's vanity was thoroughly appeased by the manager's flattery. She accepted the skincare product with a
slight nod. "Since you've put it that way, I'll let it go this time."
"Thank you, Ms. White," the manager said, bowing once again.
Violet turned her gaze to Baber, eyes full of disdain. "Your nis Baber, right? Remember to use your brain
next time. Do you even know what brand these shoes are? If you ruin them, could you afford to pay for them? |
doubt you'll ever amount to more than a lowly sales clerk in your life."
Unlike her, who was about to marry into wealth.
Violet lifted her chin and strutted out of the store.
The other sales associates looked displeased.
Since when was being a sales associate something to look down upon?
Carole, who had witnessed the entire scene, furrowed her brow slightly. It was clear this Ms. White was not
someone easy to deal with.
After purchasing her skincare items,
Carole
d her daughter exple Pinetore on the third f
picking out a bracelet for Violet.
As everyone knows, a woman's
wardrobe is never complete, so a
leaving the jewelry store, theaget
moved on to the fashion department
on the fourth floor.
It was well past four in the afternoon by the tthey left, arms laden with bags.
Anthea didn't have a driver's license
yet, and Carole couldn't drive, so they decided to take a cab home. Anthea suggested, "Mom, if you have some
free time, why not learn to drive?"
"Learn to drive?" Carole was momentarily taken aback.
Anthea nodded, "You're often traveling for work. Having a license would make things a lot easier."
It was true. Not knowing how to drive was quite inconvenient.
Carole pondered aloud, "At my age, is it still easy to learn to drive?"
Driving seemed like something for younger people, and at thirty-nine, Carole worried she might find it
challenging.
Anthea chuckled, "You're not that old! Anyone overhearing you might think you're over the hill. Driving is
actually quite simple!"
"Is it easier than riding a bike?" Carole asked.
Before coming to this world, Anthea had only seen bicycles on a screen, so she
replied, "Of course, driving a car is much simpler."
"Really?" Carole asked, surprised.
Anthea nodded confidently, "Really."
Carole decided, "Alright, I'll find stto get my license."
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