DreameNovelChapter 317 The sales assistant by the door paused, her expression a mix of confusion and alarm, before
cautiously approaching Sandra.
Miss Sandra, there surely must be smisunderstanding... Before the assistant could insinuate that Elizabeth
was the temptress, Sandra had already noticed her.
After throwing a cold glance at Albin, Sandra marched over to Elizabeth.
As she reached her, her tone was laced with delight.
Oh, Elizabeth, what a surprise to see you here of all places! Realizing the two were acquainted, the sales
assistants froze in shock.
Even the one who had been slapped kept silent, too afraid to utter another word.
Clearly, if Elizabeth was in Sandras circle, she was either a powerhouse in her own right or closely tied to the
elite.
This was not a woman to cross lightly.
The humiliated assistant, her cheek still stinging from the slap, subtly edged back, wishing she could melt into
the shadows.
Meanwhile, Albin, clueless about the underlying currents, mistook Sandras outrage for mere theatrics.
He approached, his hands open in a calming gesture.
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Honey, wasnt | told to meet you by the cinema entrance? Meet me? With the film already rolling, what exactly
am | supposed to be watching now? Without giving him a glance, she scoffed, Or perhaps you were too busy
here, entertaining sflirtatious distraction? Albin, visibly distressed by her accusation, countered earnestly,
raising his hands in defense.
Honey, you misunderstand! It was only Elizabeth herel saw she was being troubled, and | felt compelled to
intervene.
Confirm it for us, Elizabeth, wont you? He turned to Elizabeth, looking to her for support in the chaos.
With a reassuring nod, Elizabeth confirmed, Hes telling the truth this time.
Sandra, convinced by Elizabeths assurance, redirected her concern with a furrowed brow.
Has someone been giving you trouble? Elizabeth cast a frosty glance sideways at the sales assistant, who had
just endured a slap.
| merely wanted to examine a pen, yet it seems Im deemed unworthy.
Placing her hands defiantly on her hips, Sandra fixed a stern glare on the offending sales assistant.
It appears | was too lenient before.
Had | known you were bullying my friend, | would have doubled your slap! Albin stood there, dumbstruck.
Elizabeth was deemed more significant than him? His flirting barely warranted more than a single slap? Realizing
he was nearly ensnared in their , Albin lost his patience and turned to the most uninvolved sales assistant
he could find.
Fetch your manager, please.
The slapped sales assistant suddenly recalled she had Ms.
Sandras contact on WhatsApp.
Desperate for a way out, she clumsily retrieved her phone and dialed Sandra in a panic.
Just as the connection was made, Elijah entered, his face set in an icy mask.
The normally arrogant store manager scurried in behind him, bowing deferentially.
| was just retrieving stock from another shop; | had no idea such chaos had erupted here.
Rest assured, proper apologies will be extended to Mrs.
James.
The slapped sales assistant, her face flushed with hope as Elijah strode in, suddenly dropped her hands, unaware
she had already activated the voice call.
Her only thought was to use Ms.
Sandra as a buffer.
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She blurted out hastily to Elijah, Mr.
James, your girlfriend mentioned you favored this pen, so our manager reserved it especially for you.
But then that woman insisted she take it.
Im relieved youve arrived; otherwise, we mere employees would be at a loss to justify ourselves.
As she spewed her excuses, the managers expression turned grim.
She pulled the sales assistant aside and hissed, Stop talking.
Ill take care of you later, so dont push your luck.
Before the sales assistant could mention Ms.
Sandra to the manager, Elijah approached Elizabeth, draped an arm protectively around her shoulders, and
spoke with cold detachment.
Are you implying my wife doesnt have the right to browse your pens? Who exactly do you expect to sell them to
here in Orkset? His cutting remarks were aimed squarely at the sales assistant, though he spared her not a
single glance.
The sales assistant, her complexion turning ghostly, gaped at Elizabeth, stammering, W-wife? It dawned on her
that she had inadvertently antagonized the very power she ought to have courted.
Recalling her earlier disdain for Elizabeth, she fervently wished for the earth to swallow her up.
Indeed, she was the one utterly out of touch with reality!
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