Ludwig Harold - the Almighty God of War

Chapter 77

There, Lyra was a little annoyed to see the salesgirl who seemed to be looking down on her. The woman didn't even immediately accept the black card Lyra offered.

"You can try it on," Lyra assured the salesgirl. But the woman still looked down on Lyra.

Previously, Lyra had only questioned the price of the cheap watch there. So she was sure it was a fake black card. Because, in her opinion, people with black cards didn't need to question only the cheap ones.

Only rich people could have black cards, and of course, those who were rich wouldn't look for cheap items.

"Come on, don't waste our time. I know you won't be able to buy anything here." The salesgirl gave her a cold look.

She even stared at her nails and ignored Lyra and Cloe.

Her attitude angered Cloe. "You can't do something like this. You should serve us well."

The salesgirl almost laughed after hearing Cloe's words. “Serving you? That sounds absolutely ridiculous.”

“You need to know that I only serve the wealthy who shop here.”