Chapter 530: Chapter 530

Chapter 530:

Are you one of those people who try things on for fun, knowing full well you couldn’t afford to buy them?”

Lindsay’s sharp, mocking stare lingered on Tiffany. To Lindsay, anyone tied to Harlee was an extension of her rival and therefore fair game.

Humiliating Tiffany was just another way to strike at Harlee.

Kelley, misunderstanding Lindsay’s intentions as support, grinned smugly.

“Exactly. You should’ve checked the price tag before walking in here. Winning an award doesn’t make you someone important, Tiffany.”

Tiffany’s hands quivered with anger. She had braced herself for Kelley’s animosity but hadn’t expected Lindsay’s venomous words and cutting tone.

Drawing herself upright, Tiffany stepped closer to Lindsay.

“Miss Morgan, are you seriously unaware that every customer has the right to try on clothes? And whether I buy it or not is none of your concern.”

Tiffany’s piercing glare shifted between Lindsay and Kelley.

At first, Tiffany had been wary of Lindsay’s influence.

But the unprovoked insults erased any trace of hesitation. In a place like this, every shopper carried either wealth or prestige.

Even someone as wealthy as Lindsay had to worry about public perception. Plus, she thrived on public goodwill.

If Lindsay dared to push her too far, she wouldn’t hesitate to expose the situation online. She wondered whether Lindsay valued her image more than flaunting her power.

But Lindsay didn’t take Tiffany’s words seriously.

To her, they were not harmful in the slightest, even laughable.

“This isn’t about customer rights, sweetheart,” Lindsay said, smirking.

“LA Mall is all about status.

And you? You barely scrape by as an actress. If you want the dress that badly, beg me, and I might just buy it for you.”

A crowd of onlookers, all of whom held some level of status and were drawn by the escalating tension from the moment Lindsay walked in, began whispering among themselves. Unbothered by the attention, Lindsay reveled in the scene.

Kelley eagerly joined in.

“That’s right, Tiffany. No need to be shy. Miss Morgan can afford to buy it for you.”

Tiffany’s glare turned icy as she looked at Kelley. It was no surprise Kelley had latched onto someone like Lindsay. They were cut from the same cloth, using wealth and influence to belittle others.

“There’s no need,” Tiffany said sharply.

“If I want it, I’ll pay for it myself.”

Kelley’s grin widened. Tiffany’s pride played right into her hands. She feared Tiffany might actually accept Lindsay’s offer, a privilege Kelley had never been granted despite all her efforts. Why should Tiffany get it so easily?

Sensing an opportunity to humiliate Tiffany further, Kelley turned to the sales assistant.

“Did you hear that? Our star actress wishes to buy the dress.

Get the card reader ready!”

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