Chapter 470 The sales associate's eyes sparkled-she loved customers who knew what they wanted.
"Absolutely. Givejust a second and I'll get this wrapped up for you." "You have fantastic taste. This dress is from our latest collection and it's been flying off the racks. Actually, this is the last one we have left," she said, smiling brightly.
Just as she reached up to take the dress off the mannequin, the boutique's door swung open and in walked a couple.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe woman was impossible to miss: heavy makeup, tiny camisole, ultra-short denim skirt-she oozed confidence, her curves and long legs on full display.
"Babe, I want that dress. Will you buy it for me?" she cooed, pointing at the blue maxi Allison had picked out, clinging to her boyfriend's arm.
He grinned. "Of course, if you want it, it's yours." Without waiting for a reply, he waved at the associate, barking, "Hey, wrap that dress up for us." For a moment, the associate's smile flickered.
But she quickly recovered, slipping back into her customer service routine. "I'm sorry, sir, ma'am-this lady picked out that dress first, and it's the last one in stock. But we have lots of other new arrivals if you'd like to look around. They're all beautiful." "I want that one," the woman snapped, her smile gone.
The man turned to Allison, his eyes lighting up.
Wow, she's gorgeous, he thought.
And that figure-absolutely stunning.
Her beauty was so natural, untouched by plastic surgery. Definitely in a different league than the Instagram- perfect woman on his arm.
Not that he could make it too obvious, not with his girlfriend right there. Still, he wasn't about to back down in front of her his pride wouldn't let him.
He squared his shoulders, looking straight at Allison. "I want that dress. Why don't you pick something else?" He pulled out his wallet and slid out a thick stack of bills, holding them out to her. "Here. Take this." Allison let out a cold, amused laugh. "I saw it first. I'm not giving it up." The man's brow furrowed. He finally noticed the bag in her hand. He'd been too distracted by her face and figure until now, but the logo caught his eye Anyone carrying that brand wasn't about to be bought off with a handful of cash.
He put the bills away, a cocky smile curling his lips. "My girlfriend really wants that dress. How about you letbuy it off you? Nyour price." Allison's eyes were ice-cold. "No." The woman beside him scoffed, "Wow, you actually have the nerve to go out with a fake designer bag? That's embarrassing."
She gave Allison a smug once-over.
"That bag you're carrying isn't even ON om on the official website. Next tyou buy a knockoff, maybe do a little research so you don't embarrass yourself." "Fake?" The man looked again at Allison's bag. He hadn't paid much attention before, but up close, the quality looked legit.
"Yeah, babe, I'm always on the official site. That model doesn't ever exist. No clue where she got that fake, but it's honestly hilarious." The woman shot Allison a look full
of disdain, her voice dripping with sarcasm. You can't even afford the real thing, can you? Letguess you just bought whatever and don't even know the brand? Like those people who buy Minmin instead of Miu Miu. Seriously, pathetic."