The comment might’ve seemed harmless, but Irvin caught it and grew thoughtful. The Russells had real influence in Cabinda. They definitely didn’t need to worry about saving a little money with a discount. If someone was using this whole promo thing to try to get in with them...
He didn’t waste words and called the manager over.
“We don’t need a discount. Just ring it up at full price.”
Irvin’s words made Sophia’s jaw drop. “Irvin, it’s half off! They’re the ones doing the promotion. Why would we say no?”
She glanced at her phone, already picturing the dress she could buy with the money she’d save.
The manager looked just as stunned. Most people would jump at a deal. But he couldn’t go against the higher-ups, so he tried to persuade him. “Sir, please think it over. We hardly ever run these events.”
Irvin let out a cold laugh. “Do you really think my family needs to chase discounts?”
Sophia’s face turned bright red. Was he calling her cheap right now? Embarrassment burned on her cheeks.
The manager fumbled, clearly caught in the middle.
Madonna, seeing Irvin’s grim look, sensed there was a reason for it. After a pause, she nodded. “Irvin’s right. You say there’s a sale, but nobody told us when we walked in, and I don’t see any signs around. The whole thing feels a little fishy. We don’t need the discount. Full price is fine.”
The manager started sweating. Had he really messed this up? He hurried to fix it. “It really was a last-minute thing, and only good until five. We announced it in our staff group chat. If you want, I can show you the message.”
“Who gave you that order?” Irvin pressed, cutting straight to the point.
He needed to know who was trying to use Lady.M to get in good with the Russells.
Rebecca hadn’t thought things would get so complicated. She picked up her phone, typing a quick message to her agent, fingers flying.



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