Chapter 939
Tara didn't understand what they were saying, but from the shop assistant's attitude, she knew that this skinny woman was the owner of this small shop. She frowned and said, "Are you the boss?"
The woman put down her guitar bag, revealing her snow-white face.
In fact, there were many foreigners who wouldn't be able to tell the difference in the appearances of Asians. They thought that everyone looked almost the same. However, this face in front of them was simply too unique. Tara dared to bet that if that lecherous husband of hers saw the woman in front of her, he would definitely use all sorts of methods to make her his lover.
Crystal's long black hair was a little messy. She casually tidied her hair and placed her cap on the table beside her. She looked at Tara and coldly said, "That piece of clothing was designed for my friend. I'm not selling it."
"And I'm in a bad mood today. I won't sell all the clothes in the store to you."
"You!" Tara was instantly angered. "I've never seen anyone dare speak to me in such a tone before!"
"You've seen one now." Crystal frowned. "I'll count to three. Get lost."
"One."
Tara was provoked again and again, her face ashen with anger. "Do you know who I am?!"
Crystal raised her thin eyelids. "Two."
Tara laughed coldly. "All of you, take action! Destroy this store for me!"
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