Chapter 107: As soon as Reba heard about the saleswoman''s sarcasticments, a spark of fire lit up in her eyes.


    Who the hell do you think you are to belittle people like that! he snapped, his sharp voice cutting the air.


    Never in his life had he been so tantly disrespected.


    He looked at the store sign, pursed his lips in discontent, and immediately called the mall manager.


    What the hell is wrong with your mall these days? Is it that the Green family is suddenly not wee here, or is it that they''ve hired to people without the slightest training, he asked in an icy tone.


    The director broke out in nervous sweats.


    Wiping his forehead, he apologized like a scared mouse.


    I''m so sorry, Miss Green.


    The store is new and the hiring was hasty.


    It appears that staff training was inadequate.


    Don''t worry, I''ll take care of it right away.


    In a few moments, the store manager ran out, his eyes fixed on Rebeca as if his life depended on it.


    With a warm, almost desperate smile, he rushed to greet her.


    Ah, Miss Green! What an unexpected honor…Reba cut him off abruptly with a sharp, bitterugh.


    Oh, now I''m ''Miss Green'' I wasn''t a poor nobody a second ago In all my years, no one has ever dared insult me ??to my face.


    You must be very proud of your training.


    The saleswoman''s face paled and her confidence copsed in an instant.


    Boss, she stammered shakily, “I didn''t mean to…” She hadpletely misjudged those two women, mistaking their simple appearance for insignificance.


    Now, with her job at stake, she froze in horror.


    The director, who realized this quickly, frowned and turned to the saleswoman angrily.


    Idiot! What we teach you in training You should already know that the customer is always right.


    You have to treat all customers with respect, no matter who they are.


    Consider that your paycheck for this month is gone.


    Then, shing Reba a more ingratiating smile, he added, "You realize who you''ve insulted.


    This is Miss Green, her family owns this entire shopping center!" The saleswoman''s face crumpled in despair, all the color draining from her cheeks.


    He knew he had crossed a line from which he could not go back.


    Trembling, she fell to her knees before Reba and Allison, her voice shaking as she stammered a frantic apology, her future now hanging in the bnce.


    Very sorry! It''s my fault for neglecting myself.


    The saleswoman''s voice trembled, her eyes wide with panic.


    From the side, Francene''s coldughter pierced the air.


    The Green Family Ah! And let one thing be clear: even if the president himself came here today, he wouldn''t change anything! I was the one who grabbed the dress first, so it''s mine! The director, sensing the approaching storm, wiped a drop of sweat from his forehead.


    He couldn''t afford to offend Francene, but he knew the consequences of confronting Reba.


    Desperate to keep the peace, he stepped forward with a calming smile.


    Ladies, please, it''s just a dress.


    There is no need for things to go any further.


    I am deeply sorry for the confusion caused by the ipetence of my staff.


    Hearing thisst, he cast a pointed look at the trembling saleswoman.


    What are you waiting for, he barked, pointing to the dress.


    Wrap it up for Miss Green! But he wasn''t done.


    Turning to Francene with a tight smile, he added hastily: As for you, Mrs.


    Johnson, we sincerely apologize for the inconvenience.


    As a gesture of goodwill, ept a new bag from our exclusive spring collection.


    It is made of the finest crocodile skin.


    Before Reba or Allison could react, Francene exploded with anger.


    Who cares about your stupid bag.


    I said I wanted that dress! You''re deaf.


    Plus, I caught him first! Caught between the store''s firste, first-served policy and Francene''s fury, the manager buckled under the pressure.


    Francene could unt her wealth, but Reba was someone she couldn''t offend.


    Francene''s expression darkened, fury twisting her features.


    She was used to wasting her money, crushing anyone who crossed her path with a smile, but being embarrassed like this by two nobodies was unthinkable.


    Seething with rage, she took out her phone and made a call.


    Mny, I just came back and They are already trampling on me.


    You''re seriously going to let this go.


    Mny and Colton, who had been shopping nearby, immediately headed over.


    Closing the phone, Francene shot a venomous look at Reba and Allison.


    Wait, he hissed.


    My daughter and son-inw are on the way and they have more money than you could ever dream of.


    Mark my words: you are going to regret this!.


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