Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 22

After the woman walked into the store, she did not even bother to try anything on and just asked the shop assistant to put it into her cart.

"I want this too." The woman walked in front of Yvonne when she so happened to be taking a piece of clothing to try on. She never thought that it would have been taken by the woman.

Shop assistants usually provided simpering services when dealing with such generous customers. On the one hand, Yvonne had already tried on quite a few items, yet she had no intention of buying them. Thus, she was nothing to the shop assistant.

"All right."

"What on earth? My friend took this first." Yvonne did not get a chance to speak before Linda stepped up first to aggressively ask the shop assistant.

The pretty woman looked at Linda; her arrogant face wearing a disdainful smile. "I've never tried on anything whenever I buy clothes. It's all because of people like you. Trying this and that-who knows what kind of germs have contaminated the clothes?"

"It's not ridiculous to try on clothing when shopping," Linda retorted. "How would we know if it suits us if w e don't try it on?" "If it suits you?" the woman said, smiling. "If it doesn't

suit you, just throw it away. Women buy clothes to find the feel of spending money. Oh, sorry. You probably won't understand." i

Linda was so furious that steam practically escaped from her ears.

"I want to buy this," Yvonne said.

The woman cast Yvonne a scornful look. "Ask her if she should sell it to me or you."

Once those words left her mouth, the woman returned her attention to the shop assistant. "If you're going to sell this to her, don't bother wrapping up the clothes I asked you to hold for me just now," she said.

"This lady said that she wanted to buy this first," the shop assistant said without hesitation. "Please select another item.”

"Why do you have to be such a snob?" Linda huffed angrily. "She’s a customer, but we're customers too."

The corners of the shop assistant’s lips quirked upward. "Customers are classified according to their financial class,” she said, a small smile on her face." Can you two compare to this lady's buying power?"

The pretty woman was so delighted that she grinned when she heard that. "Don’t embarrass yourself any further, and check what's in your purse first, then see i f you can compete with me."

At this moment, the man wearing the thick gold chain walked to the pretty woman's side. "What are all of you wasting your breath for? Cash is king. Do you have it? Even if you want to be a king, you've got to bring out the gold and the goods."

Linda's expression contorted in pure fury. She knew from a glance that this pretty woman was a sugar baby. She resented being stepped all over by a woman like this. However, how could she compete with that ostentatiously rich b*stard in terms of financial standing?

Yvonne was from the Sue family, but she received a regular paycheck like any other salary worker. Her family was not extremely wealthy either. Although she was a project manager now, she had only been one for a few days. She had not received the money that came along with her position.

"You-"

She did not get to complete her sentence when Samuel abruptly stood up and interrupted her. "You'll sell it to whoever buys the most?"

The nouveau riche man sneered at Samuel. "What now? You want to play with me?" he said.

Yvonne hurried over to his side. "Samuel," she whispered, "don't look down on them."

Linda also thought that he was off his rockers. He was just the Sues son-in-law. Even if he had some money o f his own, there was no way he had that much.

The nouveau riche man burst into laughter when he heard those words. "All right. I'll watch as you take the bill. If you can really take out that much money, I'll literally roll out of here. How about that?"

The pretty woman giggled uncontrollably as if she was watching a sitcom. "I’ve never seen such a poor yet prideful person like you before. Do you know what the consequences of boasting are?" 1

The shop assistant too did not believe that Samuel had the buying power because she had seen many wealthy people before. Samuel was complete trash in her eyes.

"We just took stock today. You don't have to count if you really want to buy everything here," the shop assistant said, as if it was a joke. "The total bill will come to four hundred and sixty-three thousand and eight hundred dollars. I'll give you a discount. I'll

contribute eight hundred. How does that sound?"

Samuel flashed a mirthless smile. "And all the commission will go to her," he said.

He pointed at another shop assistant. She was the only one who did not wear a disdainful expression from beginning to the end.

When Samuel walked toward the cashier, Yvonne and Linda were so anxious that they stood rooted to their spots. The nouveau riche man and the pretty woman observed how Samuel had so much confidence, and even they started to grow apprehensive.

He could not have had the money to take up the bill, could he?

His credit card had been given to Liam!