Seeing that the dressing room was closed , Harold took Melody to the dress section on the side.
He spoke like a profesChapter 813 Seeing that the dressing room was closed , Harold took Melody to the dress section on the side.
He spoke like a professional, âMel, I think your white dress doesnât look very nice. Should we change your dress?â
A service assistant immediately came over from the side and respectfully said, âWhich one would you like, Miss? I can bring it over for you.â
Melody glanced in the service assistantâs direction before she held out her chubby finger and said, âI want that beautiful maâam to get the dress for me.â
The female assistant whom she pointed at felt somewhat flattered.
the lady in the Winters family. Even if their parents were divorced, it would not change their status in the even called herâ beautiful,â while Adina had implied that she children had the assistant walked over politely. âMiss, which dress would you grinned and said, âI think that one suits my sister. You turned around and dresses on that row were the latest limitedâedition dresses in the boutique. The assistant was turned around, she silently stretched one foot in her hand and did not notice the floor at all. Somehow, she ended up falling straight to the Rip!
was torn in the dress as it got caught on the iron shelf assistant was shocked. She stared at the hole in a daze, and she was service assistants at the side were equally shocked, but nobody dared to help her as they were afraid of the dress is torn.â Melodyâs soft voice rang out.âMaâam , you ruined the dress.
The word âpayâ instantly snapped the service assistant out of her daze. She suddenly remembered that she had stumbled into something. Otherwise, how could she have fallen on such flat ground? When she turned around, she saw Harold looking at her with a proud smirk. âIt was you!â
The female service assistant got up from the ground in anger.
However, she stood up swiftly before she unhooked the lace that had gotten caught on the iron shelf.
Bang!
As a result, she brought down the whole iron shelf, and a row of dresses fell to the ground.
The dresses were not made of glass or porcelain, so nothing would happen to them even if they fell down. Unfortunately, there was a vase on the iron shelf, and the broken pieces were scattered on the dress pile. Once those little shards got stuck in the dresses, they would never be sold.
âWow! Maâam, youâre amazing! You destroyed a few dozen dresses on your own. Youâll have to compensate a lot,â Harold spoke as if he took joy in her misfortune.
The female assistant was shocked at first, but she soon felt angry. âYou purposely tripped me with your foot. If someone has to compensate, it should be you!â
âMaâam, youâre wrong,â George said indifferently. âThe dresses are in your hands, and youâre the one who fell down. Itâs your fault, so you should naturally bear the consequences. My brother just happened to be here today. But if a dog were here, would you ask it to compensate too?â