Chapter 531: Chapter 531

Celestial Queen: Revenge Is Sweet When You’re A Zillionaire HeiressWords: 3785

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Kelley didn’t know the exact cost, but Lindsay had called it the store’s “prized piece.” In a high-end mall like this, anything with that label had to be worth at least fifty million.

Even with Tiffany’s hefty paychecks, buying this dress would be a significant financial strain. In short, she’d be breaking the bank.

The assistant quickly brought the machine over with a deferential smile.

“Miss Wallace, you can pay right here.” Lindsay watched in satisfaction as the assistant acted instantly, further cornering Tiffany, making it increasingly difficult for her to back down.

Seeing Tiffany’s conflicted expression, Lindsay’s sense of triumph deepened. This wasn’t just about embarrassing Tiffany. It was about hitting Harlee where it really hurt.

Turning to the sales assistant, Lindsay chuckled and remarked, “Well done.

Count all my purchases today toward your commission.”

The sales assistant hadn’t anticipated that her eagerness to close a deal would align so seamlessly with Lindsay’s domineering attitude. Judging by Lindsay’s expensive attire, a single transaction could likely earn her a week’s worth of commission in mere hours. Spurred by the opportunity, she leaned in further, her voice rising deliberately to draw the attention of the entire store as she urged Tiffany to complete the payment.

Kelley, unable to contain her glee, laughed openly.

“What’s the matter, Tiffany? Can’t afford it? Then why would you try on clothes you can’t afford? I’d advise you not to dirty it. You probably can’t even pay for the cleaning if you do.”

The sales assistant was well aware of the enmity between Kelley and Tiffany. In the past, her allegiance would have been with Tiffany, given Tiffany’s elevated position, fame, and influence in the entertainment world.

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But now? With Lindsay firmly in Kelley’s corner, the choice was clear. The assistant gravitated toward the stronger alliance.

With a cold voice, she said to Tiffany, “Miss Wallace, if you’re not buying the dress, could you please return to the fitting room and take it off? This is the store’s signature piece, and we cannot risk it being damaged. I’m certain you wouldn’t want to face the consequences of compensating for it.”

Her tone was sharp, and her scornful glance made Tiffany’s situation even more humiliating. Tiffany bit her tongue. She couldn’t deny the truth that there was no way she could afford this extravagant dress.

Silently, Tiffany turned and headed to the fitting room to change, swallowing the taunts as best as she could.

For her, pride was expendable, but survival wasn’t.

A price tag in the millions? That wasn’t just a matter of dignity. It was a matter of devastation.

When Tiffany emerged after removing the dress, she held her head high, steeling herself against the mocking gazes in the room.

As she passed Lindsay and Kelley, she stopped deliberately and said icily, “Whether or not I can afford this dress is my business.

At least, I don’t stoop to relying on hollow flattery to get by.”

The words landed like a slap, and Kelley’s expression twisted into fury. Relying on Lindsay’s presence, Kelley assumed Tiffany wouldn’t dare retaliate.

But Tiffany’s defiance caught her off guard, leaving her seething. Kelley’s gaze flicked to Lindsay, noting her equal disdain for Tiffany.

Fueled by anger, Kelley suddenly lunged forward and grabbed Tiffany’s arm. The next moment, a loud slap echoed through the store. Tiffany staggered and fell, her cheek stinging and her mind reeling. The blow left her too stunned to respond, her thoughts racing to catch up with reality. She hadn’t expected Kelley to hit her in public.

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