Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 619



Chapter 619

chapter 619 bullying others

Silvia looked over, and the clerk folded her hands in front of her, looking respectful, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his brows and eyes.

That card did suppress her aura, but everyone who came to the store was either rich or expensive, especially the owner who ordered this dress, she was not as simple as ordinary rich people.

“Madam…” She said to Silvia. There was already a slight smile on the corner of her lips.

“Would you like to pick again?” She asked.

So what if Silvia had money?!

They were in Washington. There were many rich people, but no matter how rich they were, they still had to bow their heads in front of power.

Silvia tilted her head, raised her hand and brushed the folds of the clothes, with a very casual movement, she raised her eyelids, and looked at the skirt.

“Fhave a problem with it, I don’t like it when I see it at first sight. Let me try others,” she complained.

“Are you sure, you refuse to sell?” Silvia added, speaking of the dress meant for someone else.

The latter sentence made the clerk’s heart skip a beat.

She didn’t dare to take the responsibility of refusing to sell. She didn’t dare to confront Silvia directly, so she shirked.

“Madam, you are joking. We open the door for business. There is no reason for refusing to sell. It’s not that we don’t want to sell, it’s that the dress really already has an owner. How about…you can ask the

owner of the dress, if she is willing to part with it, we will naturally be willing to sell it to you,” the clerk told Silvia..

Oh, it seemed likie avoiding the important and taking the light, and shifting the responsibility to

others.

Silvia sneered.

“Did you recommend the dress to me?” Silvia asked.

After being choked, the clerk hesitated.

“Yes, but…” she muttered.

“Did you say buy first and try later?” Silvia asked again.

The intern on the side wanted to help out.

“Ma’am, look…” the intern stuttered.

“Now I pay, the clothes are mine, what’s the problem!” Ignoring her, Silvia continued.

From the beginning to the end, she only stared at the flatterer clerk, her eyes seemed gentle but sharp, her words were clear and unhurried, but her words were overwhelming.

She was left speechless by the question, and the clerk’s face turned pale.

“Wrap up the skirt for me, I’m in a hurry!” Silvia insisted.

Standing up, she supported her waist with one hand, completely missing the tenderness and amiability she had when she first entered the store.

It wasn’t until this time that the clerk regretted it a little. She actually looked away and didn’t notice that this woman was not as gentle as she appeared on the surface.

“Madam, I will tell you clearly. The one who ordered this dress is Alaia Miller,” the flatterer said to

Silvia.

but

Originally, this was private information meant for the guests, and it shouldn’t be leaked out, when things developed to this point, she felt that only by saying Alaia Miller’s name could she calm down the woman in front of her.

Silvia was taken aback.

She wasn’t overwhelmed, she was just thinking about the name, which was a little familiar, as if

she had heard it recently.

Seeing Silvia’s hesitation, the sales person thought it worked, took steps forward, and said in a low

voice.

“Ms. Miller’s birthday party will be in two days. If you buy her custom-made dress in advance, she will not be happy,” the flatterer said to Silvia.

“If Ms. Miller is unhappy, then…” the sales person said defiantly.

A pair of eyes that were accustomed to calculating and sizing up looked at Silvia.

“Madam, you may not be short of this money, but if it affects your husband’s connections and aura because of a skirt, that would be bad,” the sales person told Silvia.

Silvia didn’t expect that a small clothes salesperson could make such an incisive and vivid display

of flattery.

Before, she just thought she was a flatterer, but it seemed that she was not only a flatterer, but also a good player at playing with the wind and bullying others.

Before anything else, she was about to use other people’s power to suppress Silvia.

However, when she said that, Silvia remembered Mr. Miller.

Recently, Simon mentioned it twice because of business matters. He also mentioned that Mr. Miller had a daughter whom he loved very much. He will be invited to the birthday party next month and he wanted to take her with him.

At that time, Silvia laughed. What would she do at the little girl’s birthday party, what would she do as a pregnant woman, not to mention that she didn’t know the girl, and there was no intersection.

Because it was a joke and it was forgotten, so she didn’t think of such a person for a while.

Well, indeed, a big shot.

Only–

It was not enough for such a small clerk to take advantage of her.

“Really?” Silvia said, looked at her, and suddenly smiled.

“But what does this have to do with me?” Silvia asked.

The salesperson was gobsmacked.

“All I know is that you recommended this dress to me, and I fell in love with it. Now I have to spend money to buy it, but you don’t want to sell it! Don’t you?” Silvia asked.

She took out her phone.

“If so, I think I have to ask your manager, or a higher leader, isn’t this a unique rule of your company?” Silvia asked the old clerk.

The clerk’s face turned green!

She really didn’t expect this big belly woman to be so difficult to deal with. She had already told her that the clothes were ordered by Mr. Miller’s daughter. Why was she still so stubborn, wasn’t she afraid of offending others?!

After being interrupted several times by Silvia, the intern on the side didn’t dare to speak again, and

carefully looked at her colleague.

“What should we do?” She asked. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

If it gets to the top of the management, it will not end well.

Silviawais actually not trying to be aggressive, it was just a skirt, she could change it to something else, it was just that such a snobbish person was eccentric at the beginning, and later wanted to use other people’s power to oppress her, so Silvia wanted to teach her a lesson since she was being

The clerk was about to grit her teeth, and just as Silvia was about to dial the number, she suddenly

spoke up.

“Madam, are you sure you want that dress?” The salesperson asked Silvia.

When she said this suddenly, the colleagues on the side were stunned.

“Did I not make it clear enough?” Silvia looked at her.

“Then you can pay here,” The clerk made a gesture of invitation, and said politely.

The colleague who reacted hurriedly stepped forward to pull her.

“You are crazy! Ms. Miller will come to pick up the goods tomorrow, how will you explain then?!” She asked the old salesperson.

The clerk just raised her hand, took the black gold card in Silvia’s hand naturally, swiped the card without changing her face, took the slip for Silvia to sign, then packed the dress herself, and sent it

to Silvia.

“Would you like to try it?” She asked Silvia.

“No need,” Silvia replied.

The style of the skirt was very elegant, and Silvia knew at a glance that she could wear it.

“Then… I wish you a happy life! Welcome to visit next time!” The salesperson said to Silvia lightly.

It was completely polite and official, and even the colleagues around her couldn’t figure out what

she meant.

Raising her eyebrows, Silvia gave her a meaningful smile, turned around and left with her skirt in

hand.

Watching Silvia leave, other colleagues came up to the salesperson that sold the dress to Silvia,

with questions.

“How could you sell that dress?! Ms. Miller is someone we can’t afford to offend!” They said to the old salesperson.

Although that other lady is not easy to mess with, but…

“Who said we’re going to mess with Ms. Miller?!” The clerk picked up the signed form by Silvia and

sneered.

“It’s not us who snatched Ms. Miller’s skirt! Miss Miller can look for whoever she wants, what does it have to do with us?!” The sales person asked.

As she spoke, she glanced at the signature on the form.

Silvia!


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