Bring Your A Game, Mr novel Chapter 506

Chapter 506 Do You Understand?

Meanwhile, over at the head office of Carnegie Jewelers.

At the largest shop under the Carnegie Family banner, the interior was designed decadently and luxuriously while the attendants at the counter were well-trained to have a discerning eye for who could bring them the highest commissions.

The moment Elise entered the shop, three attendants surrounded her.

“Is there anything we can do for you, pretty miss?”

So outstanding was Elise’s temperament that they were certain she came from an extraordinary background and would be generous in her spending. They were dying to get a commission from her.

However, since she was here for somebody, she only looked around the shop to no avail.

Elise figured that it was better for her to use a simpler method, so she cut to the chase by asking the attendants, “Where’s Frostine Murray? Shouldn’t the designer be introducing her works in the shop at this moment? Why isn’t she here?”

The attendants exchanged looks with each other. “Is there a designer here by the last name of Murray? I don’t think so.”

There was no way Elise could have come to the wrong place.

“Are there other employees in the shop?” she asked.

“Only the logistics employees, but they don’t come to the front,” the slightly older attendant answered.

“What kind of logistics employees would a jewelry shop need?” Elise couldn’t understand.

“Oh, you know, a couple of employees to clean the shop, take out the trash, move some things, and so on.”

In fact, she was referring to the cleaners, but the phrase ‘logistics employees’ sounded better.

“Um, Miss, allow me to be blunt, but this is a jewelry shop, not a detective agency. We don’t have time to be playing such games as hide-and-seek with you here,” the youngest attendant spoke dismissively, relying on the fact that she was the best-performing employee in the shop to get away with it.

“Is this how you treat your customers?” Elise asked with her eyes dangerously narrowed.

“Have you spent any money here yet, self-proclaimed customer?” the attendant retorted strangely.

It made Elise chuckle before she mumbled to herself, “Yes, money makes the world go round. My charm is nothing in comparison to money.”

“We’re sorry, Miss. She’s new here and doesn’t understand the rules. Please permit me to assist you,” the older assistant from before hurried to mediate.

The youngest assistant mocked, “Some people like to act the good guy based on their seniority. Go ahead and mind other people’s business, then, but don’t come blaming me when your work performance drops!”

Nonetheless, the oldest attendant only smiled with pursed lips and ignored her before moving in the direction of the lounge. As she went, she gestured with an outstretched hand. “Please come this way, Miss.”

The moment the attendant said that, Elise pulled out a card and placed it in her hand. “Ten million. A tip for helping me locate Frostine Murray.”

The overjoyed older attendant opened her mouth to thank Elise when the younger attendant rushed over, snatched up the card, and simpered, “It’s better that I serve you, miss. I’m the top-performing, most professional employee in the shop. I’m sure I will do it to your satisfaction.”

As Elise crossed her arms over her chest, she demanded, “Are you committing outright robbery now?”

The smile on the younger attendant’s face froze and she stood there with the card, looking at a loss.

“I want this attendant to serve me. Do you understand?” The corners of Elise’s mouth lifted, but there was no smile in her eyes—only resoluteness.