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Chapter 106: After gathering everything they needed for their outing, Allison and Rebecca headed to the SKP mall near Muisvedo.

To their surprise, a brand-new Chanel store had opened.

Look, a new shop! Rebeccas eyes lit up as she spotted the elegant storefront.

Lets check it out.

Without waiting for a response, she strolled inside, her gaze immediately locking onto the gown at the center of the display.

Thats haute couture.

I remember seeing it on the runway.

What do you think? Allison nodded, her expression calm but intrigued.

Its stunning.

It was Chanels signature piece of the season, crafted from luxurious satin that shimmered like liquid silk.

Rhinestones sparkled along the hem, and a massive ruby famously known as the Mermaids Tear was embedded in the chest piece, a gem that had recently made headlines after its high-profile auction.

Dresses like this were rarely seen in stores.

Whoever owned this boutique had powerful connections.

This one, Allison said simply, handing her card to the saleswoman.

The saleswoman hesitated, her gaze flickering between the gown and Allison.

Miss, thats a custom piece… I know, Allison began, but before she could finish, someone shoved her aside.

This dress is perfect.

Wrap it up for me.

A woman in oversized sunglasses pointed at the gown as if it were already hers.

Itll suit my daughter beautifully.

Rebeccas eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Excuse me? Ever heard of first come, first served? We were looking at that dress.

Discover whats new on gαℓησv????ls․com Rebecca couldnt stand when people tried to walk all over her, especially when Allison actually wanted the gown.

She turned to the saleswoman, her voice sharp.

Didnt you hear? We were here first.

The woman, Francene Deleon, slowly lifted her sunglasses, eyeing them both with disdain.

Just the two of you? she scoffed.

You must be lost.

Even the saleswoman doubts you can afford it.

Why dont you take a two-hour cab ride to the wholesale market? You might find something more… suited to your style there.

Rebecca glanced down at her outfit and understood the saleswomans hesitation.

She had been pulling long shifts at her fathers company, dressed in nothing more than a plain white blouse and black skirt.

Hardly runway-worthy.

As for Allison, her wardrobe was filled with custom pieces, often designed by her personally, making it impossible for most people to recognize their value.

Rebecca smirked, her tone biting.

At least we dont look like new money.

By the way, those earrings youre wearing? Theyre from three seasons agoFuturistic Technology, wasnt it? They clash terribly with your outfit.

Instead of throwing insults around, maybe you should focus on improving your own sense of style.

Wouldnt want anyone laughing at you.

She turned back to the saleswoman, her patience wearing thin.

And youwhat are you waiting for? Do I need to explain the basics of customer service? Honor the first customer who asked.

But the saleswoman didnt move.

Instead, she slid Allisons card back across the counter, her voice cold.

You two should stop causing trouble.

You cant just flip through a few fashion magazines and expect to jump social classes.

Then, she turned to Francene and bowed obsequiously.

Maam, would you like this dress? Francene laughed coolly, standing taller as if the situation had only affirmed her superiority.

See that? Some people dress the part, but theyll never truly belong.

No matter how fancy their words, they cant cover up their cheapness.

She waved a dismissive hand.

I dont have time for this.

Wrap it up and tell me how much it is.

She was already thinking of how perfect this gown would be as a wedding gift for her daughter, a piece that would cement her status in her future in-laws eyes.

Maam, you dont need to worry about them, the saleswoman chimed in with a grin.

We get several people like this every day.

They just look but never buy.

They always say they need to think about it when its time to pay.

Ive seen it all before.

Dont let them ruin your mood.

The saleswomans eyes filled with disdain as she continued, I wonder when people like them will learn.

If you cant afford it, dont bother stepping inside.

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