Reclaiming What Was Meant to Be Mine

Chapter 18 Poor Losers Don't Deserve High-end Clothes

Chapter 18 Poor Losers Don't Deserve High-end Clothes

Roslin had already swept through three stores and was currently shopping at the fourth one.

"These are our newly released designs. They'll make you look absolutely stunning." The salesgirl presented a set of fresh lotus pink-colored girlish dresses."

"Ugly." Roslin dismissed it with a glance, showing no interest in giving it a second look.

The salesgirl immediately took off the dress and picked up another set. "How about this one?"

Roslin took a glance and waved her hand before pointing at the clothes on the hangers. "This one, this one, this one... and all the clothes of these styles, I don't want them. Pack up the rest for me."

The salesgirl was pleasantly surprised and guessed who she was.

Just a while ago, someone in their sales group chat mentioned encountering a wealthy heiress who was clearing out the entire store. Little did she expect that it was none other than Roslin herself.

This encounter was a golden opportunity for the salesgirl to break sales records for the month and potentially earn a bonus of tens of thousands.

The salesgirl's smile grew even brighter. "No problem. Please take a moment to relax in our lounge area and enjoy a cup of coffee. I'll handle everything swiftly for you."

"Hold on."

Suddenly, a haughty voice came from behind.

Roslin's eyes scanned the approaching group of four individuals, taking in each of them. June, Sarah, and Amelia-these three were Linda's closest friends.

Every time she had conflicts with Linda, these people would always step forward, defending her and fighting on her behalf. Meanwhile, Linda would always hide behind them, portraying herself as innocent and kind.

Well, look at that. This scene was about to unfold once again.

The salesgirl recognized June. "Miss Williams."

June spoke to the salesgirl. "We don't sell clothes in our store to those poor losers. Their presence and association with our brand only degrade its reputation."

Then, she turned to Roslin. "People like you are better off shopping at street stalls. This place isn't meant for someone like you. Just go far away and don't taint our place."

The girls and men who were browsing nearby overheard these words. Some cast contemptuous glances at Roslin, while others frowned disapprovingly.

Roslin was taken aback to discover the store was owned by June's family. As she processed this information, she also realized that the shopping mall was currently under the ownership of Amelia's family but knew it would be acquired by the Cooper family from Suro City and undergo a change in ownership in the future.

So in Roslin's impression, the mall belonged to the Cooper family.

She almost failed to make the transition and realized that she was in a time eight years ago when the mall had not yet changed ownership.

The salesgirl said hesitantly, "Miss Williams, this customer is just about to buy those clothes."

That was an important sale for her, and she was unwilling to lose it.

"Has she paid?" June asked with a displeased tone.

"I was just about to process the payment with her card," the salesgirl hurriedly replied.

"So, she hasn't paid." June sneered while finding the salesperson tactless. "I command you now, do not sell the clothes to her. Under our family's brand, none of our clothes should be sold to her."

"This..." The salesgirl looked troubled.

"What's the matter? Are my words not effective enough? Do I need to invite your manager here?" June challenged the salesgirl by directly mentioning the involvement of her manager.

The salesgirl could only remain silent while seething with anger internally.

"What did you just say?" Roslin's voice turned cold.

Linda nervously stepped forward, her voice eager while maintaining a gentle tone as she attempted to persuade, "Rosy, please don't get angry. June is straightforward and doesn't intend any harm. What she means is that the style of these branded clothes might not suit you well."

Her display of fear of angering Roslin instantly infuriated June and the others. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

They couldn't believe that an orphan who came from the slums would have the audacity to consider herself a wealthy heiress and speak to them so arrogantly.

"Linda, what are you afraid she'll do?" Amelia stood protectively in front of Linda. To onlookers, it would appear as if Roslin was the troublemaker and initiated the conflicts.

"Our store doesn't welcome you. Poor losers like you can't embody the true essence of our clothes. You should know your place and stick to the street stall goods that suit you. Even if you were to wear luxury brands, like LB, the stench of poverty emanating from you would still be unmistakable."

"As a consumer, I have the right to buy them unless you remove all the clothes here."

June laughed, seemingly mocking Roslin's ignorance and foolishness. "Let me make it clear today. The clothes here aren't for sale to poor losers like you. If you manage to purchase even a single piece of clothing from here, then I'll admit defeat."

"Such arrogance. Do you think this mall belongs to your family?"

Amelia stepped forward while looking down on Roslin as if she were an ant. "Unfortunately for you, Sky Mall is owned by my family. Given your poor appearance, you should refrain from coming here. I fear you might soil the place with your poverty and contaminate the mall with your poverty-stricken aura."

By the side, Linda silently observed as Roslin was attacked by the crowd. While a sense of satisfaction surged within her, she wore an anxious expression and struggled to find her voice.

"Please don't do this. Let's talk it out."

The man near them observed Linda's anxious expression and the domineering attitude of Amelia and the others. He could not help but sigh while becoming convinced that Linda was a genuinely kind-hearted girl.

Suddenly, Roslin clapped.

She walked forward and looked at the two with a smile. "Well said, both of you."

June and Amelia were stunned, while Linda was confused and unable to comprehend Roslin's intention.

Linda wondered if there was something wrong with Roslin as she appeared strangely delighted despite being insulted.

Roslin reached out and took the bank card from the salesgirl's hand, leaving the salesgirl feeling disheartened. Despite her disappointment, the salesgirl dared not offend June and could only watch as this significant order slipped away.

Roslin's compassionate gaze swept over the three before finally settling on June and Amelia. "You've made a good friend."

As she spoke, she walked past Linda.

Sarah shouted as she watched Roslin's departing figure, "Just because you entered the Smith family doesn't make you a wealthy heiress. A crow remains a crow, even if it perches on a branch. It can never become a phoenix."

"You're just a mere adopted daughter. Who do you think you are?"

Roslin's footsteps paused, and she turned to look at Amelia. "Adopted daughter?"

Linda's heart trembled. She grabbed Amelia and pleaded with teary eyes, "Amelia, stop it."

Roslin had recently returned and had yet to be formally introduced to the upper-class society, so only a few people were aware of her existence. Therefore, Amelia and the others had heard about Roslin solely through Linda.

The term "adopted daughter" was new to Roslin. In her previous life, she had never encountered such a term before.

Her gaze fixed upon Linda. Linda's eyes flickered nervously as she avoided eye contact with Roslin and tugged at Amelia's clothes.

Roslin smiled meaningfully as she looked at Linda. "Adopted daughter?"

Interesting.

Roslin left with a smile.

Linda was surprised by how swiftly Roslin left and the fact that she did not expose Linda's lie.

Could Roslin really be this kind-hearted?

Impossible!

Linda believed Roslin must be hiding some malicious intentions.