Chapter 52
Chapter 52:
“I don’t deserve this dress?” Annabel chuckled. “It’s funny coming from someone who can’t even differentiate between real and fake p>
“Annabel!” Heather’s face turned red. She wanted to chew Annabel out for insulting her, but no words came out.
How dare Annabel mock her?
She wasn’t just anybody; she was a Norman. What an insult.
Erica did not even like Annabel, and Rupert was only with her because of his grandfather. He was surely not going to marry this lowlife. Annabel would never be Mrs. Benton.
The thought of this brought great relief to Heather.
She was determined to get this dress today, no matter what it took.
“Annabel, do yourself a favor by taking off the dress now!” Bella stepped in again. She held the hem of the dress and tugged it upward.
“What are you doing?” Annabel slapped Bella’s hand away and pushed her back.
This bitch was about to strip her naked in public. The nerve of her.
Annabel became furious. She was not a pushover.
Bella almost tripped and fell.
“You poverty-stricken idiot! You have crossed the line!” Bella was from the Astley family—a family whose wealth and prestige had declined over the years but was still rich. She hung out with Heather, so she was naturally arrogant and troublesome.
She was furious now that Annabel had almost pushed her to the floor.
“What are you waiting for? Call someone to take off that dress!” Bella shouted at the clerk all of a sudden.
“Excuse me for a minute, ladies. I’ll go get the manager.” The matter was getting out of hand, so the clerk had no choice but to inform the manager. She did not want to lose her job because of this.
“Come on, make it snappy!” Heather urged with a snort.
She was confident that the matter would be ruled in her favor. After all, she was a VIP customer here.
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She could not help smiling at the thought of Annabel being stripped and kicked out of the boutique.
Seeing that Annabel was sitting on the sofa leisurely, Heather walked over angrily, looked down at her, and yelled condescendingly, “You still have the opportunity to hand over the dress p>
“Now. When the manager gets here, he won’t hesitate to strip you naked and throw you out. Do you want to be humiliated in public p>
Annabel texted Anika, turning a deaf ear to the yapping woman.
This annoyed Heather even more. She balled her fists and gritted her teeth.
This bitch must be calling for help. Who was she texting? Rupert? Would he come over to fight for her?
Mixed feelings swirled in Heather’s heart as she thought of Rupert.
Anyway, she made up her mind to deal with Annabel today.
Ten minutes passed before the manager came rushing into the boutique.
“You won’t believe what happened here…” Heather was about to complain to the manager, Curt Ramsey, when he rushed straight past her.
He went directly to Annabel, who was still sitting on the sofa, and said respectfully, “Good afternoon, Miss Hewitt p>