Chapter 21
“Kylie?” Salma also saw her at that moment.
Her voice was somewhat loud.
Kylie, of course, heard it but did not pay any attention.
“Kylie, who do you think you are?” Salma walked directly toward her.
Perla quickly followed.
Salma, with a disdainful look, glanced at Joseph and sarcastically said, “You’re so impatient to be a stepmother. Kylie, you’re losing face for women. Just to please a man, you’re willing to splurge like this? The dresses here cost at least six figures or more. You’re willing to spend big.”
Joseph furrowed his little brows.
How did he encounter these two mean women again? It really ruined his good mood for shopping with Kylie.
Kylie glanced at Salma and calmly opened her phone’s playback button, playing back the mocking voice Salma just made.
Salma’s face turned ashen.
She did not expect Kylie to have recorded her words.
“I wonder if this voice message would have any impact on a certain superstar if it’s posted online,” Kylie said, smiling beautifully. “I heard you just lost a TV series, didn’t you?”
“Kylie, you…” Salma was furious.
“If you don’t want me to post it online, then shut your dirty mouth.” Kylie exuded a strong aura.
Salma had never felt so suffocated in front of Kylie. Back when Kylie was with her brother, Kylie always gave in to her. Now she dared to be so arrogant in front of her, and Salma was just about to erupt.
“Salma, calm down. Kylie will really do it.” Perla quickly pulled Salma, playing the peacemaker.
“Yes, when 18 years old, she had sex with a man. What can’t she do?” Salma sneered.
“Stop it, Salma,” Perla kept persuading.
“I can’t be bothered to waste words on such an insignificant person.” Salma looked arrogantly proud, turned, and walked away.
Perla had always played the role of a good person. “Kylie, don’t mind her. You know Salma speaks without thinking. She’s just worried you might be deceived…”
“If I’m not mistaken, Perla, it should be working hours for you now.” Kylie interrupted Perla’s words.
Perla’s face turned pale, and she was unable to speak for a while.
Kylie sneered, not wanting to waste time on irrelevant people. She led Joseph to another corner.
Just then, a salesgirl brought out Joseph’s suit. It was a black, well–made little tux, tailored to fit him. It had to be said that Ethan had good taste.
“Jos, try it on.”
“Okay.”
Joseph, in the tux, looked like a little prince in a fairy tale.
All the saleswomen present could not help but praise him sincerely.
Salma and Perla naturally also glanced over. Seeing Joseph’s outstanding appearance, Salma commented with some discomfort, “So what if he looks good? Some people’s ceiling is set from birth. He’s just a firefighter’s son. What can he achieve?”
Although Perla did not say anything, she thought the same way.
It was as if she could only feel balanced by thinking that the person Kylie liked had no money, no status, and no position.
Subconsciously, she kept telling herself that the man Kylie fell for was not worth envying.
Kylie took out her phone, took a few pictures of Joseph in the tailcoat, and sent them to Ethan, along with a message, [What do you think?]
[What do you think?] He replied instantly.
Wasn’t he supposed to be in an international meeting?
[Super handsome.]
[Good.]
Kylie frowned.
Did this “good” mean it was acceptable?
When Kylie was about to let the salesgirl pack it up and take it another salesgirl came over with a stunning gown.
away,
“I want to try this one,” Salma said loudly to the salesgirl, her eyes gleaming.
She walked directly to the salesgirl, intercepting.
“Sorry, Miss Moore, this dress is Miss Stafford’s,” the salesgirl apologized.
“What’s hers? I saw it first, so it’s mine. I want to try it on now,” Salma said domineeringly. Without waiting for the salesgirl’s consent,’ she took it from the salesgirl and excitedly gestured it on her body.
After searching for a long time, she found that only this dress met her expectations.
“It’s really beautiful,” Perla complimented while feeling jealous.
She actually liked the dress too.
“Miss Moore, this dress is Miss Stafford’s personal customization…
“How much?” Salma interrupted, “I’ll buy it now.”
“It’s not about the money…”
“Do you believe I’ll complain about you?” Salma threatened fiercely.
The salesgirl looked hesitant, glancing at Kylie.
Kylie was also a bit surprised. She had never ordered a dress there. Suddenly, in the next moment, she thought of something.
A mix of emotions surged in her mind. Ethan seemed to habitually give her little surprises.
Salma took out her VIP card, arrogantly saying to the salesgirl, “Swipe the card.”
“This dress is tailored according to Miss Stafford’s measurements, especially the waist. So you might not be able to fit…”
“Are you doubting my figure?” Salma was furious. “I’ll show you right now.”
After saying that, she was about to go into the fitting room with the dress.
“Salma, aren’t you a bit too arrogant? The salesgirl said many times that this dress is mine.” Kylie spoke up.
Only after the shock did Salma recover her senses.
“The clothes in the store belong to whoever sees them first.” Salma was unreasonable, showing a must–have attitude.
“Miss Moore…”
“Make a bet.” Kylie did not let the salesgirl be troubled again.
Salma raised her eyebrows and asked, “What are you going to do?”
“If you can wear this dress, I’ll give it to you for free.”
Salma showed a scornful smile, “Kylie, you think too highly of yourself.”
“If you can’t wear it, Miss Moore, you will pay for the dress for me.” Kylie provoked. “Dare you?”
“Of course, I dare.” Salma did not put Kylie in her eyes at all.
Salma exercised and dieted all year round. She could not believe that her waist was not as slender as Kylie’s.
“Then let Miss Moore try it on.”
Salma, holding the dress, proudly walked into the fitting room. With the help of the salesgirl, she put on the dress, but the zipper got stuck at the waist.
Her face changed instantly, and she ordered the salesgirl, “Use force!”
“I’m already using the maximum force. If I pull harder, the zipper might break.”
Salma glared at the salesgirl and called out, “Perla, come in.”
Salma thought that the salesgirl was doing that on purpose.
Perla quickly walked into the fitting room, watching Salma struggling to squeeze into the dress, her face turning red.
