<h4>Chapter 74: Chapter 74: You Haven’t Paid Yet</h4>


    The store manager, hearing this, thought for a moment. It was better to avoid trouble, and waiving one bill wasn’t a big issue with her authority.


    She smiled and said, "For this expense, our studio will cover all costs. Does that work for you?"


    Upon hearing this, the two looked at Nina Sinir with smugness, their eyes full of contempt, and they evenughed derisively.


    "Do you think talking to the boss is useful? We are employees of the Lancaster Group. Everyone knows that the shareholder behind Jenna Yancy is Lancaster. Who do you think you are?"


    "Exactly, even if the boss came, they would have to give way seeing our Assistant Sinir," Phoebe Linden chimed in.


    "Failed to show off, didn’t ya? What a joke!"


    "Trying to challenge Assistant Sinir, don’t you know your ce?"


    The two of them sarcastically sang in harmony, speaking really harsh words. Sharon Lancaster was so angry her face twisted, she almost jumped out to argue with them.


    But Nina Sinir just calmly pulled Sharon aside, ignoring the two.


    Once they reached a corner, Sharon could no longer hold back.


    She discontentedly asked, "Nina, why did you hold me back just now? What is Jenna Yancy up to, hiring a store manager with no sense?"


    Sharon grumbled with indignation, "I originally came to pick a dress to outshine that white lotus Sierra Sinir. Who knew we’d end up so upset!"


    She had wanted to call Jenna Yancy, but Nina Sinir stopped her, causing both of them to be mocked for no reason.


    Truly infuriating!


    Nina Sinir, however, wasn’t as agitated as Sharon. She slowly curved her lips into a smile and said, "Sharon, do you think I’m someone who’s easily bullied?"


    "What do you mean?" Sharon looked at Nina Sinir, puzzled.


    Nina Sinir blinked, smiling mysteriously, "Just listen to me, and I guarantee you’ll feel satisfied."


    Next, Sierra Sinir and the two Zenith employees began picking out dresses with great enthusiasm.


    The store manager instructed the staff to serve them diligently, and they enjoyed VIP treatment while Nina Sinir was left ignored on the side.


    Nina Sinir didn’t mind at all; she went into the dressing room and changed back into her own clothes.


    Phoebe Linden and Lillian Tupper eagerly snatched the dress off her.


    In the end, after much picking and choosing, they selected two haute couture evening gowns worth as much as a house in Crestfall, along with matching jewelry and shoes.


    After all, the store manager had just said that all their expenses were covered. No reason to refuse a free offer, they naturally wouldn’t be polite.


    Nina Sinir had been watching them choose dresses with a cold eye the whole time. Only when the staff issued the rental slip did she lightly smile and ask, "Have you finished choosing?"


    The two, carrying their bags, nced disdainfully at Nina Sinir.


    "Of course we’ve finished choosing. After all, these are this year’stest designs, don’t be too envious."


    "The staff just said that the newest styles are the ones we’re holding, the rest are old models. You can take your time picking from what’s left."


    Sierra Sinirughed triumphantly at these words.


    Today, Nina Sinir didn’t ept the dress she offered, and yet now she had to settle for outdated designs.


    Looking superior, she said to the two, "Let’s not waste any more time for Nina Sinir to select her dress, lest she sees your styles and doesn’t fancy anything else."


    "Assistant Sinir is right. Let’s go then."


    The three were just about to leave, carrying their bags.


    "Hold on," Nina Sinir said nonchntly, with a faint smile on her lips, "You haven’t paid yet and you’re leaving?"