Chapter 282: Can You Tolerate This?

Following the voice, a figure gently nudged Vivienne aside and stood before the exquisite suit. The interloper, flashing a courteous smile, said to the sales assistant, “Please wrap this up for me.” A crease formed between Vivienne’s eyebrows, her demeanor chilling noticeably.

Upon noticing Vivienne, Natalie’s initial shock quickly gave way to a fleeting expression of panic. “Miss Hayes.” A smirk played on Vivienne’s lips at Natalie’s clumsy acting. She was quite the actress, wasn’t she? Next to Natalie, Diana struggled to mask her envy, murmuring, “Talk about rotten luck.”

Ignoring their reactions, Vivienne said coldly and firmly, “Wrap this one for me.” “Right away, please hold on,” the sales assistant responded cheerfully. This sale was significant—the most expensive item in the shop—promising a hefty bonus for the month. The prospect brought a gleam of delight to the assistant’s face.

Natalie hurriedly called out, “Just one second!” She faced Vivienne with earnest desperation. “Miss Hayes, I truly apologize, but I intended to purchase this for Warren as a present. I’m willing to pay twice the price…”

“No!” Vivienne replied coldly. Diana’s expression darkened with annoyance. “Vivienne, you’re overstepping!”

Vivienne, uninterested in further discussion, turned back to the assistant with an unwavering tone. “Please, wrap it up.” The sales assistant agreed, still smiling warmly.

Unexpectedly, Diana stepped in front of the assistant, blocking her path aggressively. “Can’t you see or hear? We were here first, so why is she getting it?”

“I’m sorry, but she was actually here before you,” the sales assistant explained. With a sneer, Diana’s tone turned threatening. “You realize who you’re dealing with, right? Cross us, and you’ll deeply regret it.” Fear flashed across the sales assistant’s face, turning her visibly pale.

In a place as high-end as Modern Square, offending someone with power could mean the end of her career. The escalating situation caught the attention of the store manager, who hurried over. Recognizing Natalie and Diana, she greeted them with enthusiasm, saying, “Ah, Miss Chambers, Miss Mitchell!” She then gestured for the sales assistant to step back.

Diana, seeing a familiar face in the manager, instructed confidently, “Perfect timing. Pack this up for me.” Without hesitation, the manager responded, “Of course, but please wait in our VIP lounge. I’ll have it brought to you shortly.”

As the manager stepped forward, Vivienne’s hand shot out to grasp her wrist, her tone steady yet assertive. “Shouldn’t we honor the first-come, first-served policy?” The manager paused, sizing Vivienne up with a prolonged, scrutinizing gaze. It seemed she was judging Vivienne’s worth by her appearance.

Upon finding nothing that impressed her, the manager smirked dismissively. “This piece is a one-of-a-kind global limited edition and quite costly. I doubt it’s within your budget.” Her voice was filled with scorn.

Vivienne glanced around and caught sight of Sienna who was standing not far away. Sienna was looking at Vivienne with a playful glint in her eyes, as if Sienna was saying, “Can you tolerate this?”