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A glint flickered across Mrs. Miller’s eyes as she arrogantly raised her chin. Meanwhile, Allison’s entire body shuddered.
Confrontations were something Allison often dealt with privately- whatever it was. This confrontation was something she thought shouldn’t be done in this ce. Yet, Mrs. Miller had no problems airing the Be Family’s dirtyundry out in the open.
How dare she?
Just as Allison’s mouth parted, she stopped at the growing whispers <b>around</b>.
“Gosh, did I just hear that her daughter did a crime and pin it on someone else’s child?”
“What a cruel child.
“A baby swapping? That’s scary! I wonder which hospital she gave birth to?”
“If she raised another woman’s daughter, it still doesn’t excuse her action for keeping the daughter when the real one came home.”
“Goodness. Not all parents truly deserve to be one<b>.” </b>
“If that was me, I would try my best to make up for all the years I lost with my real baby. I pity
the child.”
“Isn’t that Mrs. Miller? Ah, god. So, it’s true, huh?”
“Do you know her?”
“Of course. She’s from the Miller family, and my daughter attends the same school as them. From what I heard, Mrs. Miller’s daughter and Mrs. Be’s fake daughter got into a fight. Apparently, Mrs. Be’s daughter framed and bullied Mrs. Miller’s daughter…”
Allison opened and closed her quivering lips while her fist trembled in anger. However, she couldn’t refute that, since it was the truth. <b>Nina </b>used someone else of her wrong actions, <b>and </b>Patricia had to face consequences for something she didn’t do.
“Hah!” Mrs. Miller sneered, pleased that everyone agreed with her. She cleared her throat and cast the staff a look. “Miss, you shouldn’t let these kinds of people into your shop. Everyone whoes here is from a respectable family. Even though the Bes have the money, their reputation is so bad I’m afraid you’d lose all your clients!”
The staff smiled awkwardly. “Ma’am, I’m afraid that’s not a decision I could make.”
“Then, call your manager!” Mrs. Miller harrumphed. “I want to raise a petition to ban her and the entire Be Family from shopping here!”
“That’s right!” Someone from the crowd chimed in. “How can we shop here if we know you ept customers like her?”
“Gosh. What if she brings her daughter here next time?”
“You should think of your store’s reputation.”
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“If you don’t do anything about this, well, I’m out of here,” another one expressed. “I don’t support shops that protect people like her.
“That’s right. I know people who act gentle and dignified, but are a monster behind closed doors! If she could raise such a monster, then I can only imagine just how terrifying she is when no one is looking!”
<b>Mrs. </b>
Miller set her eyes on the staff. “See? Everyone agrees with me! Call your manager, <b>or </b>else expect a decline in your
sales!”
The staff felt conflicted about this woman, casting Mrs. Miller again, she said, “I’ll call my manager
<i>en </i>
son an apologetic look. When she faced
“No need.” Allison huffed and maintained a brave front, even though her heart was shattered hearing all this criticism they had after listening to one side of the story. She faced the staff and forced a smile. “Thank you, but you don’t need to call your manager. I’m leaving.
Allison ced down everything she <b>had </b>and cast Mrs. Miller a look. “Mrs. Miller, I hope you’re happy by pulling off such a scandalous confrontation. However, let me tell you one thing. The next time you’re going to air our family affairs, I won’t just leave.”
“Hah! See?” Mrs. Miller scoffed. “She might appear as dainty as a white lotus, but she’s actually very scary! Is that a threat, Mrs. Be?”
“It’s a warning.” This time, Allison didn’t care about every eye on her anymore. “I don’t talk about your family, so don’t talk about mine as if you understand what it is to be in my shoes. Don’t let me talk about your family, Mrs. Miller, because we both know that between our families, yours has <b>a </b>lot of more dirtyundry you want to keep under the rug.”
Mrs. Miller sneered again while Allison strode off.
However, when Allison was heading to the exit, she saw Jessa walking in. This belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
“Mrs. Cortez<b>, </b>I’m done shopping here…” she trailed off when Jessa suddenly grabbed her arm and turned her around, dragging Allison back to where she came from.
<i>‘</i>Hah! <i>Serves </i>her right!” At this point, Mrs. Miller was busy enjoying her glorious victory when she
sensed an omen approaching her. When here she came from.
on Jessa’s face.
turned her head, her eyes dted at the dark look
“What–you!” Mrs. Miller panicked. “What are you doing here?”
Jessa tossed Allison’s arm, making thetter look up at her with wide eyes. Jessa just looked at Mrs. Miller from up and down and snatched the ribbon from thetter, checking it briefly.
“We’ll take this and all the things this woman here got.” She tipped her head in Allison’s direction, her eyes on the staff.
“Uh…”
Jessa raised her brows. “What is that sound, uh, from, hmm?” she blinked three times. “Did you
not hear me?”
“Ha!” Mrs. Miller scoffed. “Didn’t you hear? That woman is banned from shopping here!”
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“Says who?” Jessa arched a brow and looked at Mrs. Miller apathetically. “Do you own this shop?”
“No, but everyone
“Do any of you own this shop??” Jessa scanned all the shoppers of the boutique. When no one answered, she smirked. “Good! Because if any of you owned this shop, I would love to have a word with this person.” 1
Suddenly, Jessa’s calm demeanor changed as she seethed. “How could they let such a scandalous person as this woman right here cause trouble for their customers?” Jessa snorted <b>as </b>she cast.
Mrs. Miller a disdainful look.
“Hey there, Mrs. Who, you don’t decide on who gets to shop here and who can’t – unless, of course, it’s your property. But since you’re not and you’re just like every person whoes into this shop, that’s a lot of nerve of you! After all, you’re the one who started this drama unprovoked all because of a small ribbon!” Jessaughed out loud and shook her head, <b>eyes </b>falling on the staff. “Wow, you’re still here?”
“Uh, sorry, ma’am! I’ll get them right away” the staff, afraid Jessa would target her, quickly picked up the stuff Allison put down earlier. Before she could go, she stopped at Jessa’s call. “Also, call
your manager”
“Ma’am?”
Jessa arched a brow. “I said call your manager because I think you and this entire shop should apologize to her.” she cocked her head in Allison’s direction again. “This shop is supposed to protect its clients and yet, not only did you not protect your customer, you let this tackless woman escte the situation. I need an apology!” – <i>and </i>a discount.
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