Chapter 276


    “Madame? Who are you calling Madame?” Isabe shot him a look. “You don’t look any younger than


    Lily.”


    “Oh, sorry, it’s my mistake. Miss, can you take this dress off so I can try it on?”


    “Why should she take her dress off for you? It is ours!” Suddenly, Isabe began to fight with the young


    woman. So she said to the clerk, “Bring us the check. We are buying this dress!”


    “All good.” The seller quickly prepared the bill and said with a smile, “That’s one hundred and eighteen


    thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight.”


    I grimaced because I couldn’t believe a Cartier dress was so expensive. “Isabe, forget it.”


    “No way, I’ll buy it for you!”


    “It’s not just the dress. I will also have to buy essories to match the dress if we buy it. It’s


    troublesome.”


    This dress wouldn’t look good without a ne and a pair of earrings, so I’d have to buy those


    too. Since I wasn’t a celebrity, I didn’t want to be featured at Camille’s movie premiere.


    Upon hearing this, the saleswoman said with a smile, “It’s not a problem. At Cartier, we have a set of


    essories to match this dress. You can have a look.”


    “Then let’s buy this dress and go to their jewelry store.” Without asking my opinion, Isabe made a


    decision.


    The young woman scoffed, “Do you think buying jewelry is the same as buying groceries?”


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    “It is not?” Isabe raised an eyebrow.


    “You can’t buy these essories even if you’re rich because I already bought them.” The young


    woman looked at Isabe provocatively.


    “So you’re going to wear the essories and she’s going to wear the dress. I do not care!” Isabe


    “Why do you speak so vulgarly?”


    “You don’t need to talk to me if you think you’re so cultured.” Isabe threw her card at the


    clerk. “Swipe my card and pack!”


    “You!” The young woman was so angry that she muttered, “What a woman without manners.”


    Despite her low voice, we heard what she said. Turning around, Isabe looked at her and said, “Oh,


    miss, you are so well-mannered. However, ady like you shouldn’t have said such words rudely. Are


    your manners just for decorative purposes?”


    Isabe spoke entrically, as if she were uttering a tongue twister.


    With a red face, the young woman was ready to fight with Isabe. Just then, the upper-ss middle-


    aged woman scolded. “Bearrice!”


    “Mother!” the young woman screamed in distress.


    Ignoring her, the middle-aged woman shed an apologetic smile at us. “I’m sorry,dies. My daughter


    is young and impetuous in her speech. I hope you can forgive her.”


    As the middle-aged woman was very well-mannered, I shed her a gentle smile and dragged Isabe,


    who was ready to fight again, out of the store with the dress in her hand.


    After walking for a while, I asked, “Isabe, what happened to you now? Why did you fight with her?”


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