Chapter 12

Yes, sir. I'll bring it to you.”

Hannah stood behind Ernest, so he didn't know how focused she had been since the moment he stepped into the shop. Now she smiled in silence, going to the opposite area to prepare an icy water cup, as if she had pretended Ernest's choice.

Unlike the employee who had scolded Ernest, Hannah was conscious and smart enough to figure out who the real VIP was.

Aniston Stella had been unmarketable for about a year—the moment when Friesta had launched and taken away all their ‘loyal’ customers. Hannah had to know exactly who her customers could be.

There had been lots of people wearing fancy clothes, showing how wealthy they were, but they had just tried to find more reasons to buy the shop's clothes cheaper and cheaper.

But who the hell would sell a silk skirt for just three dollars?

Hannah had to learn the differences between the actual wealthy people and the fake ones, but not based on the appearance. Their expressions, their attitude, and even the way they
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