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Chapter 356:
With the gown draped over her arm, Brielle Chadwick made her way to the cashier.
The shop assistant quickly stepped in front of her. “Miss Chadwick, that lady picked this dress first. Perhaps you’d like to choose something else p>
“She picked it, but has she already bought it?” Brielle asked.
“Not yet, but p>
“Then why should it belong to her?” Brielle shot back without hesitation.
Only at that moment did Brielle seem to notice Amelia standing nearby. As Brielle’s eyes scanned Amelia’s features, a flicker of envy passed through her expression. This woman was breathtakingly beautiful.
Having been shoved aside for no reason, Amelia felt her patience snap. Her voice turned cold as she said, “I picked this gown first. I’d like you to hand it back p>
Brielle gave a mocking laugh as her gaze fell on Amelia’s outstretched hand. “You think you can take this from me? Do you know who I am p>
“It doesn’t matter who you are. Give the gown back,” Amelia said firmly.
𝘙е𝖺𝘥 𝖿𝘳e𝗲 n𝗼𝗏𝖾𝗹s оո.с𝗼𝘮
“And if I refuse?” Brielle’s tone dripped with disdain. In Hans, not a single person had ever dared to challenge her.
Instead of wasting more words, Amelia stepped into Brielle’s path, blocking the way forward.
Still unsure of Amelia’s background, Brielle chose not to act too aggressively. Her glare shifted toward the shop assistant. “Tell me, who is this gown going to p>
Before the woman could open her mouth to reply, Brielle added, “I’d think very carefully before answering. You don’t want to lose your job, right p>
Everyone in the store knew Brielle was a member of the powerful Chadwick family, the wealthiest family in Hans. Crossing someone of her standing was never a wise move.
Turning toward Amelia, the shop assistant hesitated, her face clouded with unease.
After a moment of silence, she said to Amelia with an apologetic look, “I’m sorry. Perhaps you could p>
Before she could finish, Amelia reached out and took the gown straight from Brielle’s grasp, catching her completely off guard.
With a burst of anger, Brielle lunged forward to hit Amelia. Just then, a strong hand closed around her wrist, stopping her strike mid-air.
Pain shot up her arm, forcing a sharp curse from her lips. “Are you trying to start trouble with me? How dare you touch me— I p>