The more Greta thought about it, the angrier she became. " She said through gritted teeth, "Go ahead. What is the condition?"
The manager said with a smile, "The condition is, besides getting the permission of the customer, you need the VIP membership of our brand."
For an instant, Greta's face was overcast with anger. She was so angry that she even trembled slightly.
'The damn VIP membership again!
'No matter what I want, they always ask for the VIP membership from me!
'I must have been out of mind to enter the shop. They're so annoying.'
Seeing Greta's twisted face, the shopping guide, who kept quiet all the time after she had argued with Greta, couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Hearing the manager's words, Sydney, who sat behind in the lounge, also burst into laughter.
When Greta heard Sydney's laughter, Greta became more furious. "Who is it? Who is laughing?"
The manager turned to look at Sydney and introduced Sydney to Greta. "The lady, who laughed just now, is the owner of the dress."
"What?" Greta was surprised.
'The owner of the dress?
'What a coincidence. I didn't expect the owner of the dress to be here.
'I thought that the owner hadn't arrived yet, and I was the only customer in the shop.'
Thinking of that, Greta looked in the direction where Sydney was.
'The woman is sitting on the couch with her back to me. Besides, the back of the couch covers her back thoroughly. Thus, I didn't see her sitting there.
'No wonder I didn't notice her at all and thought that I was the only customer in the shop.'
"If you want us to customize the dress for you, you need to go to ask for permission from the lady." The manager signaled to Greta to follow her to meet Sydney.
Hearing their footsteps, Sydney knew that she would confront Greta. Sydney was not in the mood to see the farce and drink coffee anymore. She put down the coffee, picked up a tissue, wiped her mouth gracefully and waited for them to come over.
Soon, the manager and Greta walked in front of Sydney. When the manager was about to say something, Greta interrupted her from behind.
"It's you!" Greta surprisingly looked at Sydney on the couch, and her face was filled with disbelief.
'The owner of the dress is Sydney!
'Then the woman, who laughed at me, is also her!
'It means that she saw how I was humiliated by the shopping guide!'
When Greta thought of that, her face turned ashen in anger.
She lost her face in front of her sworn enemy. It was even worse than death for her.
Sydney acted as if she didn't see Greta's ferocious expression. Sydney looked up slightly and smiled faintly. "Miss Sullivan, what a coincidence. Nice to meet you."
The manager was surprised. "Ms. Raines, is this lady your friend?"
Sydney glanced at Greta and sneered, "She's not my friend. I met her only once but was impressed by her. I didn't expect her to covet my things. However, she failed and had to apologize to me online."
"You..." Greta widened her eyes. She didn't expect Sydney to show no respect to her and expose what she had done directly.
Greta even could feel that the manager's gaze towards her became strange.
'Sydney said so to humiliate me on purpose.'
Greta clenched her fists tightly and hated Sydney's guts.
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