My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 552

The short-haired pretty clerk said lightly, "Miss, that is our brand's global limited edition, because the colour is not resistant to dirt, it is not to be touched casually."

Having worked in a luxury shop for a long time, she can tell at a glance what kind of class a customer is.

Zoe in front of him, dressed so plainly and without even a bag in his hand, looked like a poor man.

There was absolutely no need for her to waste her energy on a poor woman like that.

"I know, but I want to buy it," added Zoe.

"Miss, that bag is three hundred thousand." added the short-haired clerk.

Just at this time, the noblewoman next to the short-haired clerk went to Zoe, pointed to the bag that Zoe was looking at and said, "Take it to me."

The short-haired clerk then stepped forward attentively and quickly, took the bag out and handed it to the noblewoman.

Her behavior made Zoe feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You must be a high replica businessman, right?" The noblewoman said coldly as she scrutinised the bag in her hand.

Zoe frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

The woman coldly snorted, "Don't you know clearly? Don't many people who make high quality imitation bags like to come to the counter to see the real thing and then take note of the details so they can go back and imitate it? With this outfit, can you really be here to buy a bag?"

The contempt for her in the eyes of the noblewoman and the short-haired clerk made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Outside the shop, Robert saw the two embarrassing his wife.

Robert's face, which had been wearing a smile, instantly went cold.

As soon as the short-haired clerk raised her eyes, she saw Robert.

Knowing that the rich man was here, she smiled warmly and greeted him, "What brings you here, Mr. Moore?"

Robert gave her a cold look and walked straight over to Zoe, naturally taking her in his arms.

The short-haired clerk was in a state of shock.

What?

Was this completely unremarkable looking young lady actually the woman of Mr. Moore?

She looked so poor, how could she be Mr. Moore's woman?

And the noblewoman was dumbfounded.

Although she didn't know who the young man in front of her was, but, with his extraordinary bearing and international brand names, he could not be messed with.

She never dreamed that the woman in front of her, who looked so insignificant, would know such a rich young master.

Intuition told her that today, she had caused troubles.

Robert looked coldly at the noblewoman and asked, "Who are you calling a high replica maker?"

The noblewoman was instantly embarrassed, "It's a misunderstanding."

Robert coldly snorted, "I know your husband. You go back and tell him that in the future, his cooperation projects with me are all terminated."

Hearing the word Robert, the noblewoman was confused.

What? The person is actually, the noble class of Flento City, Robert?

The one she's messing with is actually Robert's woman?

"Don't. Mr. Moore, I'm wrong." the noblewoman took a step forward, folded her hands and looked at Robert, humbly begging for forgiveness.

However, Robert is not going to put up with her that much.

Robert raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her coldly, "If apologizing is useful, why do you need the police?"

Robert then looked at the short-haired clerk and added, "Is the quality of all the employees this bad? Wait to receive a resignation letter."