*****Never in her life had Roxie imagined she would one day kneel down in public, kowtowing, groveling, and begging at someone’s feet—much less offering herself as a servant.Yet here she was.And the worst part?She hadn’t even realized it.If anything, right now, Roxie was trapped in a storm of devastation, pain, and unbearable regret, unable to comprehend how things had spiraled so horrifically out of control.Just some minutes ago, Xavier and his parents had walked into her store of their own volition… calm, polite, and willing to spend their money there.But she and everyone there, blinded by prejudice and contempt for anyone who looked poor, had chased the family of four away as though they were nothing but filth tarnishing the presence of the wealthy ones.And now?Not only had she lost the opportunity to earn a million and a half dollars in commission alone, but she had also thrown away the chance for a promotion she had always longed for—dreamed of.No, worse.She

*****"The volume of items you purchased is so enormous that… that it will take more than a full day just to pack them. Moreover, we’ll need a long truck to transport everything."Dead silence fell over the room once again, and every heart skipped a beat.'The volume of the purchased items wouldn't even fit in regular transport.'‘If that wasn't the ultimate flex, then what was?’Around him, the women, who moments ago had sneered and laughed, were now gazing at Xavier with hearts in their eyes, their stares practically devouring him.‘So handsome! So powerful!’Daisy, the young lady who had been mocked in the Dior store earlier for not knowing about High Fashion, could barely restrain herself.Her heart hammered wildly against her ribs as she fantasized about throwing herself into Xavier’s arms.Their boyfriends, their male companions, noticed this shift, and their faces turned an ugly shade of green.But none of them dared to voice their anger.Not a single one, because th

*****Upon hearing her supervisor's solemn words, Amelia’s lips parted ever so slightly, and a sharp tremor coursed through her chest, her heartbeat stumbling for a brief moment.An uneasy flutter danced in her stomach, her breath catching. What message could warrant such a serious tone?“For maintaining professional integrity, for showing respect to the client without prejudice, and for upholding the conduct befitting a representative of our organization—without ever doubting the customer's financial capability—I have been instructed to express the gratitude of High Fashion’s upper management,” Aria declared, her voice steady, resonant, and dignified.‘That…’The words struck like lightning.Miss Lin, Roxie, and every employee present felt as though they'd been slapped across the face with ice.Although Aria hadn’t directly named anyone, her message was a mirror that reflected their disgrace with agonizing clarity.Unbothered by their visible shame, Miss Aria turned her tranq

***** By the time the family of four finally departed from the High Fashion boutique, with both Amelia and Miss Aria personally escorting them to the exit, the sun had begun to dip low on the horizon. It was early evening, close to four o’clock, and golden light spilled across the luxurious parking lot, casting elongated shadows on the polished pavement. “May I ask where your vehicle is parked? I’d like to help load these,” Amelia inquired politely, her arms brimming with shopping bags filled to the top with the few high-end clothes Xavier had casually requested. The family had repeatedly insisted that she need not concern herself, saying they would handle the bags themselves. However, both Amelia and her supervisor had firmly declined that offer, practically pleading for the privilege of serving them just a little more. With no choice left, the family had reluctantly accepted their help. As Amelia glanced around the rows of gleaming, top-of-the-line vehicles parked o

*****For a few seconds after the ladies were gone, a stillness blanketed the family.No one spoke, no one reacted, and then suddenly, a soft, innocent voice broke through the silence like a gentle ripple across a calm lake.“Grandma?”The three adults jolted slightly and glanced down.Little Lola stood between them, her big, round eyes blinking up at Sarah with visible concern.“Why did that beautiful big sister’s face suddenly turn red? Is she feeling unwell?” she asked earnestly, her voice laced with concern and pure curiosity.In the following second…Cough! Cough!All three adults choked simultaneously on air, clearly caught off guard by the child’s pointed observation. They exchanged mortified glances, unsure of how to respond.Sarah coughed again, then quickly composed herself. “Ah, sweetheart… I think the weather was a bit too warm for her, that’s all,” she said, forcing a smile.Little Lola, however, tilted her head thoughtfully. “But the weather’s kinda cold thoug