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As the sales clerk talked to Dolores, she appraised her. It seemed to her that the dress Dolores was wearing was cheap and she was wearing a pair of disposable hotel slippers. There were hickeys left by Matthew when he kissed Dolores the night before.
The clerk sneered, âMiss? How much do you make a night? How many nights does it take to earn money for a set of clothes?â Dolores was speechless.
She frowned and made a disgusted face. The sales clerkâs words had made her very angry.
She had only come to buy a dress. How come she had encountered such a psychopath?
She even mocked her by saying that she worked as a prostitute. This was too humiliating.
But she didnât curse her because she knew it was impolite to do so.
âPlease let go of me immediately or I will call the police!â Dolores said in a cold voice that could make others shiver.
The sales clerk was stunned as she did not expect her to have that kind of aura as she thought Dolores was a prostitute. However, she soon calmed down and thought she was just putting on airs.
âDo you think Iâm going to freak out if you say youâre going to call the police?â The salesgirl raised her head, âWeâre in White City. As long as my cousin is going after Charles, the police have to respect that. Cut the crap and pay me the money. Otherwise, I wonât let you go!â
He was so unreasonable and difficult to deal with.
Dolores was so angry that her body trembled. She wondered how there could be such a brutal and unreasonable person in this world.
âGet the money out.â When the sales clerk saw that Dolores didnât move, she reached out for her wallet. Just as she was about to touch Doloresâ wallet, the bodyguard who had been standing outside finally realized something was wrong and rushed in. He pushed the sales clerk away.
Boyceâs hired bodyguard had great strength. He used only a little force when he pushed the sales clerk, but she fell to the ground. As she fell, she instinctively tried to grab something to support her body, but she knocked over a row of hangers and clothes scattered across the floor.
The sales clerk landed buttocks first and felt pain. She grimaced and looked at the bodyguard who lunged at her, âWho are you, how dare you cause trouble here, do you want to die?â
As she said so, she took out her phone and called her cousin, âSister, come to the store. Someone is causing trouble in our store.â
The bodyguard frowned and also pulled out his phone to call Boyce, saying that Dolores was in trouble.
Boyce was worried and wondered if Sampson had shown up.
He looked over to Matthew, who was playing the clamp machine with his sons, âDolores is in trouble upstairs.â
Matthew looked back at him.
âCould it be that Sampson couldnât stand to hide and came out?â. guessed Boyce.
Matthew lifted his daughter with one hand. Then he held his son and stepped onto the elevator. Boyce quickly followed them, along with a few bodyguards going up with him.
As soon as they reached the second floor, they spotted Dolores through the window of a clothing store.
âMomâs there.â Simona pointed to Dolores standing in the store.
âYes,â Matthew replied to his daughter.
Boyce was a little confused as he wondered what was going on here.
It was only when they entered the store that they found that the clothing store was in disarray.
âMom!â Samuel ran and hugged Doloresâ leg, âWhat took you so long to buy clothes? By the way, what happened here?â
âI saw her pulling on the lady just now. I even wanted to hit her, so I didnât restrain my strength when I pushed her until the person and the clothes fell to the ground.â The bodyguard came forward to explain why he rushed. He explained that he saw the sales clerk go to grab the purse Dolores was holding while he was standing in front of the door. From his point of view, it looked like the sales clerk was trying to hit Dolores, so he rushed inside.
Matthew showed a cold, serious look. He looked at Dolores and asked if she was hurt.
Dolores shook her head and said she was fine.
The sales clerk sensed that something was wrong. She wondered why so many people were coming to the store and the bodyguard was calling Dolores âmaâamâ.
But she knew that the most powerful person in White City was Charles and she had never seen that person before.
As she thought that, she plucked up her courage and said, âDonât try to scare me. Iâm telling you all now. Iâm not afraid of you. You all have to pay me the money since you have all made the clothes fall on the floor and get dirty.â
Dolores knew the woman was unreasonable and didnât want to mess with her anymore for the moment as she thought she would waste her time, âFigure out how much the clothes should be. Iâll pay you.â
The salesgirl pouted and said impolitely, âI know you bring in a lot of people to scare me. The White Family is the most powerful family in White City. Do you really think you are an important person when you only work as a prostitute?â
The atmosphere immediately became unsettling. The bodyguards and Boyce looked at Matthew at the same time. The sales clerkâs words were too offensive and they too understood her words.
Matthewâs eyes showed a serious look and he tried to remain calm as he said fiercely, âRepeat what you just said.â
Simona could sense that her dad was angry and immediately hugged him. She buried her face in her dadâs body and breathed anxiously.
The sales clerk who was using the calculator was trembling. She felt intimidated and shivered for a moment. She looked at the man in front of her, trying to remain calm. She trembled as she said, âYou, all of you, donât try to scare me. My cousin knows Mr. White. You better not mess with me.â
Dolores came over holding her son and reached out to shake Matthewâs hand, âForget it.â
She didnât want to mess with these types of people.
Matthew lowered his eyes a little and looked at Dolores who was a reasonable woman. He knew the woman was not easy to deal with. She kept bragging about her background and he guessed that she treated Dolores very rudely when she wasnât with her.
He smiled, âOnly I can bother my wife.â He meant he couldnât forget the affair.
Was he flaunting his record?
His face grew grimmer.
He ordered his subordinates to tear the place apart, âI donât care who your cousin is. Call your cousin to come here. Iâll wait for her.â With that, he dragged Dolores out of the store.
The bodyguards rushed into the store and tore it apart. The sales clerk gaped and stood at the register, screaming in fear.
Boyce furrowed his eyebrows, as this was the first time he had seen Matthew get angry over something like this, but he felt that the sales clerk really needed someone to teach her a lesson.
She was calling Dolores a âwhoreâ. Not that Matthew was unreasonably angry, even he would be angry if they said that to his wife.
Dolores wanted to persuade Matthew that it wasnât good to do that, but he let himself be dragged away by Samuel. He wouldnât let her talk to Matthew.
âEvery action brings a reaction. If we donât teach this kind of people a lesson, there will be others in the future who will get her into bigger trouble. She doesnât know how to behave, letâs teach her a lesson.â
Matthew looked at his son and reached out to touch his head, âGood boy.â
Samuel moved back to keep Matthew from touching him. Matthew didnât get angry, but told his son, âWe shouldnât bully people, even if we are powerful, but we should make sure they donât bully us either. Sometimes we can tolerate being bullied, but sometimes we should not. We must not be soft on those who repeatedly provoke us with their words.â
âHeâs still youngâ¦â
âHeâs my son.â Matthew interrupted Dolores, âThis society is cruel. The weak are the prey of the strong.â
In the future, he was going to turn the company over to her. If he didnât have the guts, he would end up being bullied by others.
When Samuel took over the company after graduating from college, many people would not respect him and would get him in trouble if he was too soft-hearted.
He had to become strong enough for others to respect him in the company.
He held the back of Samuelâs neck and asked him to look at the scene, asking, âAre you afraid?â
After all, he was only five years old. Looking at those tall men acting like gangsters tearing up the store like crazy, he became a little shy.
âYou told me you were brave, how are you going to protect your mom like that?â
âI didnât say I was scared!â Samuel raised his head to show he wasnât afraid.
At that moment, the sales clerkâs cousin came into the store.
Everything in the entire store had been smashed, even a hole had been blown in the ceiling.
âCousin, youâre finally here!â The sales clerk shouted. She stepped out of the crowd and turned to her, âYouâre finally here. These people have trashed our store.â
The woman was young and pretty. She looked a little younger than the sales clerk. The woman showed a serious look, âWhy did they do that?â
âShe didnât want to pay for the clothes she had bought, so she had someone trash our store. Cousin, donât let them get away.â The sales clerk pointed at Dolores as she cried and whined.
At that moment, the woman turned her head and looked at Dolores .
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