Sir madame has run away again (Lily and Carson)

Chapter 276

“Madame? Who are you calling Madame?” Isabella shot him a look. “You don’t look any younger than

Lily.”

“Oh, sorry, it’s my mistake. Miss, can you take this dress off so I can try it on?”

“Why should she take her dress off for you? It is ours!” Suddenly, Isabella began to fight with the young

woman. So she said to the clerk, “Bring us the check. We are buying this dress!”

“All good.” The seller quickly prepared the bill and said with a smile, “That’s one hundred and eighteen

thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight.”

I grimaced because I couldn’t believe a Cartier dress was so expensive. “Isabella, forget it.”

“No way, I’ll buy it for you!”

“It’s not just the dress. I will also have to buy accessories to match the dress if we buy it. It’s

troublesome.”

This dress wouldn’t look good without a necklace and a pair of earrings, so I’d have to buy those

too. Since I wasn’t a celebrity, I didn’t want to be featured at Camille’s movie premiere.

Upon hearing this, the saleswoman said with a smile, “It’s not a problem. At Cartier, we have a set of

accessories to match this dress. You can have a look.”

“Then let’s buy this dress and go to their jewelry store.” Without asking my opinion, Isabella made a

decision.

The young woman scoffed, “Do you think buying jewelry is the same as buying groceries?”

“It is not?” Isabella raised an eyebrow.

“You can’t buy these accessories even if you’re rich because I already bought them.” The young

woman looked at Isabella provocatively.

“So you’re going to wear the accessories and she’s going to wear the dress. I do not care!” Isabella

laughed mockingly.

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“You don’t need to talk to me if you think you’re so cultured.” Isabella threw her card at the

clerk. “Swipe my card and pack!”

“You!” The young woman was so angry that she muttered, “What a woman without manners.”

Despite her low voice, we heard what she said. Turning around, Isabella looked at her and said, “Oh,

miss, you are so well-mannered. However, a lady like you shouldn’t have said such words rudely. Are

your manners just for decorative purposes?”

Isabella spoke eccentrically, as if she were uttering a tongue twister.

With a red face, the young woman was ready to fight with Isabella. Just then, the upper-class middle-

aged woman scolded. “Bearrice!”

“Mother!” the young woman screamed in distress.

Ignoring her, the middle-aged woman flashed an apologetic smile at us. “I’m sorry, ladies. My daughter

is young and impetuous in her speech. I hope you can forgive her.”

As the middle-aged woman was very well-mannered, I flashed her a gentle smile and dragged Isabella,

who was ready to fight again, out of the store with the dress in her hand.

After walking for a while, I asked, “Isabella, what happened to you now? Why did you fight with her?”

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