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It was funny that she liked her rival department, more than hers.

“Yes, sir.” I said.

“She will browse a new Italy brand. be there before her and block public access to it.”

“Yes, sir” I said, subduing my urge to sling the phone in the bin.

‘I neither went to university to learn how to carry shopping bags nor studied hard to clean up other’s messes.’ this thought made me feel anger blaze.

But I didn’t have the nerve to disobey either.

Suppressing my anger, I darted toward the department store.

Two cars entered the VIP parking lot.

The seventy-something-year-old would always brag about her slim figure and smooth skin that she had invested her money and effort in.

The old lady was clad in a tight dress and boots. Hideous.

“You came early!” she said with a smile.

My head sank low without saying a word. I knew that a little while later, her smile would turn into a frown. If a size 11 dress didn’t fit, she would throw tantrums.

Three male guards and one female secretary escorted the old lady.

I slung to the secretary’s arm and asked.

“Who is that guy?”

“Oh, be quiet,” she said.

She shook her head, knitting her brows.

“Ah,”

Oh, well. That granny hired her new, young guard.

It was obvious that her children got their strong s.e.xual appet.i.te from her.

As soon as the VIP lift arrived on the floor of the store, the old lady frowned.

“Still open to the public?” she said aloud with obvious irritation in her voice.

d.a.m.n it. I forgot.

“I’m sorry, ma’am. I will take care of it right away.”

I summoned and told off the store manager.

“Are you out of mind? You don’t know who she is?”

“I’m sorry but, who is she…?” The manager seemed frightened by the old lady and her guards in slick suits.

“She is the wife of Sunyang chaebol chairman. I told you earlier, block public access to the store before she arrived.”

This would always work.

Managers were aware that a VIP customer complaint could directly hurt their careers.

A VIP like her would spend an amount of money equal to the amount spent by 100 ordinary customers in a day. She could manipulate the store manager’s life.

The manager apologized with a bow and said,

“Yes, sir. Right away.”

As soon as the public access was blocked, the old lady entered the store with a satisfying smile.

Her secretary was busy presenting her with the clothes selected by her.

“What do you think?” the old lady asked.

“The color is so vibrant…”

“Not you.” she cut the manager short, then her gaze s.h.i.+fted to her new guard.

“Mr. Kim?”

The good-looking man named Kim was smiling.

“I think everything on you looks chic,” Kim said.

‘What? Chic? Anything on that granny looks cheap!’ I held back a snort.

His compliment made the old lady happy.

“Try on ma’am. I’m sure you will look beautiful in it,”

“You think so?”

The old lady went into the fitting room. After a little while,

“Mr. Kim, could you help me zip up my dress?”

I thought I’d heard wrong at first. She called her new male guard, not her female secretary.

My guess was accurate. Kim was not a guard, but the granny’s new toy.

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