Chapter 69 Put the Blame on Cynthia The store manager was flustered. She said those words on purpose just now to please Jane and Cherry. Now that Alston repeated them, she quickly denied it.
âNo, I didnât say that. Mrs. Smith heard it wrong.â
The store manager firmly denied it. She knew that Jane and Cherry would be on her side. As long as she refused to admit it, no one could punish her.
âYou said it yourself.â Cynthia was a little angry. âItâs because of your words that we have to give up that dress.â
âMrs. Smith, you canât slander me.â The store manager pretended to be innocent. âIâm just a store manager. I donât have power. If you insist on saying that I said this, I will admit it.â
Alston and a group of men in suits were here, and the store manager deliberately amplified her voice, so a group of customers gathered at the door soon.
Jane and Cherry were satisfied to see that Cynthia was speechless because she had no evidence, and they were instantly on the store managerâs side.
âCynthia, we know after you married Alston, you became more arrogant. You have never spent in this store, but we spent more than one million in this store before. We are the super VIP of this store, so itâs normal for us to have priority in choosing clothes. You canât deliberately embarrass the store manager.â
Jane looked at Cynthia, pretending to speak earnestly.
Jane and Cherry dressed expensively, and all the accessories were famous brands, and every one of them would cost tens of thousands. The onlookers present didnât know the truth, and they all pointed at Cynthia and blamed her.
As Alston held Cynthia in his arms, his expression turned serious. He looked at the clerks present.
âDid you hear her say that?â
The clerks looked at each other, but none of them dared to expose the manager, and no one spoke.
The store managerâs eyes were full of pride. The clerks were trained by her, so they didnât dare to expose her.
Alstonâs eyes became darker, making people afraid to look at him. He smiled coldly. âSpending one million is the super VIP of your store?â
âYes...â The store manager didnât know his intention. She hesitated for a moment and replied.
âOkay.â Alston winked at Lloyd.
Lloyd took out a card and handed it to the store manager. âHere is 100 thousand. Miss Miller hasnât paid for it, right? Since your VIP has the privilege, we will buy all these clothes.â
Everyone present was stunned. Cherry bit her lower lip and looked at Cynthia with jealousy in her eyes.
âWhatâs wrong?â Lloyd smiled gently, but the store manager felt nervous.
She quickly took the card and nodded. âOkay, I will let someone pack them.â
As all the clerks got busy, Cynthia pulled Alstonâs clothes. âThere are too many clothes.â
Alston looked at her and smiled. âHow can you wear this kind of clothes?â
Cynthia and Helen looked at him with puzzled expressions.
Alston looked at the store manager with sharp eyes and smiled brightly. âI think these clothes are suitable for making rags. Lloyd, right?â
Lloyd was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, âYes, I will order the servants at home to cut them into rags and throw them away after using them.â
When Cherry looked down at the purple dress that she regarded as a treasure, her teeth were clenched, and she felt that she had been deeply humiliated.
There were too many clothes but not enough staff, so the girl who was tallying the goods also came out.
Helenâs eyes lit up when she saw the girl. âI remember when the store manager was talking to us just now, you recorded it.â
The girl was a little embarrassed, her face was reddish, and she spoke with a strong accent. âIâm new here. Iâm afraid I will be fired if I donât do well, so when the store manager speaks, I will record it.â
Alston and Cynthia looked at each other and laughed.
Although what Alston did just now helped vent their anger, Cynthia still felt aggrieved because they put the blame on her.
This girlâs recording really helped a lot.
âMrs. Miller is a VIP customer of our store. She has the privilege to buy all clothes, including the one on you.â
When the store manager heard her voice in the recording, her face immediately turned pale.
Cherry and Jane were embarrassed and slipped away quietly while everyone was not paying attention.
In the end, the store manager was dismissed, and Lloyd sent someone to deliver the clothes to the Smith family. After Alston asked Lloyd to finish the inspection, he took Cynthia and Helen to dinner.
After the meal, it was late, so Alston drove Helen home first.
When Helen got out of the car with a few shopping bags and was about to say goodbye to Cynthia, she saw a man standing at the gate.
Cynthia also saw him. It was Dylan.
âDylan came here so late, is he waiting for you?â Cynthia lay on the car window, blinking her eyes.
With a complicated expression, Helen said, âHe should have something to tell me. You go back first. Iâll call you when I get home.â
âOkay.â After Cynthia finished speaking, Helen walked towards Dylan.
Seeing her get off the car, Dylanâs eyes lit up. He walked over quickly to take the bags from her, but Helen avoided it.
When Cynthia saw this scene, she looked at Alston with concern. âDo you think Helen and Dylan will be together?â
As Alston turned the steering wheel, he glanced casually and said, âI donât know. This is their business, youâd better not intervene.â
âI know.â Cynthia looked at his stern features. She smiled, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the ear.
Stunned for a moment, Alstonâs hands were unsteady, and the car turned in the middle of the road.
When he was driving normally, he looked at Cynthiaâs smile and felt a little helpless. He gritted his teeth. âIf I wasnât driving, I would teach you a lesson.â
âReally?â Cynthia smiled, her delicate face was full of complacency.
When Alston looked at her, his heart softened. He remembered the first time he saw Cynthia after waking up.
There was fear and like in her eyes, but she didnât rely on him.
If only it could go on like this.
There were few cars on the road at night, and the two arrived at the Smith family soon. Stella had gone to bed, and the servants had returned to the servantâs room behind the main building. The whole house was quiet.
As soon as Cynthia entered the door, she felt her body soaring into the air. Alston held her horizontally.
She wrapped around Alstonâs neck in shock. âWhat are you doing? This is in the living room. What if someone sees us?â
âNo one will see.â Alston smiled. He picked up Cynthia and walked to the second floor. âIn the car, I said I would teach you a lesson.â
Cynthia blushed when she thought of what he had said in the car. When she felt Alstonâs body tense, she was even shyer.
The night was very long.
When Cynthia woke up, Alston had got up, and the quilt beside her was cold. Cynthia was in a daze.
Ten minutes later, she fully woke up. She dressed and went downstairs. When she saw Greg coming out of Alstonâs study, she was taken aback for a moment, and then she smiled.
âGreg, youâre back. I havenât seen you for a long time.â
When Greg saw Cynthia, he showed a kind smile. âMrs. Smith, I was sent to another city by Mr. Smith before, and I just came back this morning. Iâm happy to see you get along so well. I hope you will have a baby as soon as possible.â
Cynthia was shy when she heard his words.
When Stella came out of the room and heard Gregâs last words, she was surprised for a moment and then a stern look flashed in her eyes. Now that Cynthia and Alston had such a good relationship, it was easy to conceive a child.
She wouldnât let Cynthia get pregnant with Alstonâs child.