Tit for Tat
"Miss Louise, this card is indeed our mall's black gold card," the cashier explained. "According to our mall's rules, holders of the black gold card have priority for anything in the mall."
Upon hearing this, Manager Zhao's face turned pale, and her eyes trembled violently. She incredulously looked at Cynthia, who was calmly sipping tea on the sofa, muttering under her breath, "How... how is this possible?"
Only one person held the black gold card for this mall!
How could it be this woman right in front of her?
Heavens, who had she provoked?
The manager's pupils contracted, her face in complete disarray.
Cynthia raised her gaze, looking at the visibly shaken manager. A cold, disdainful smile played on her lips. "Do you still think you can keep your position as the store manager now?"