NovelAppSophie Kenwick could not recall ever being treated so poorly before.
Although her father had taught her to forgive others whenever she could, she found it hard to tolerate the lack of respect any further. "Excuse me, can you letbrowse in peace?" she asked calmly. Her tone did not make her appear to be an innocent girl, however.
Nevertheless, the sales assistant wasn't backing off but even rolled her eyes at Sophie. "Can you let us sell clothes in peace? How are we supposed to sell any of those if you dirty them up?" Sophie was speechless.
She remembered her father's advice about forgiveness and letting things go, but he also taught her not to tolerate what was intolerable.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe clenched her fists tightly. "What makes you think I won't buy it?" "Look at yourself! You don't look like you're here to buy anything," the sales assistant retorted.
"What's wrong with the way I look?" Sophie asked defensively.
The staff studied her from head to toe. "You look poor," she said in a sarcastic tone, not bothering to hide her disdain at all, much to the annoyance of Sophie.
Right then, the number of customers in the store increased, and the ladies who had witnessed the exchange could not resist rolling their eyes at Sophie.
One of them even started speaking up as she browsed through the racks. "Honestly, do they just let anyone in here these days?" The woman just assumed from how Sophie dressed that she was poor, so how could someone from a different status hang out at the splace as her? Meanwhile, the sales assistant started bullying Sophie when she saw that a customer shared her contempt. "Miss, you heard it yourself. our customers don't like you loitering around here. Just buy what you want and leave, and if you don't want to buy anything, then..." she trailed off.
"Then what?" Sophie prompted.
The sales assistant glanced at Sophie up and down coldly before walking off in annoyance, thinking that there was no need to spell out the fact that she was asking her to leave.
Sophie had dressed in affordable attire from head to toe, looking like the kind of poor kid who had a fascination for luxury goods but could never afford it.
It seemed impossible to count on her to buy from a store like this.
These sales assistants who had worked here for a long tknew how to assess their customers, judging their spending power based on their appearance within a minute from the moment they entered.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSophie felt even more upset, as she had never been treated this way.
What on earth was wrong with this person?
"Hey, didn't your company train employees like you? Apologize toat once or teach you a lesson!" Sophie ordered coldly. In the meantime, that staff had stopped walking. But she didn't even turn around before crossing her arms and giving Sophie the side-eye. "You have terrible manners, shouting like that.
"If you are not buying anything, please hurry up and leave. Otherwise, I'm calling security," the sales assistant stated.
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