Not A Small Town Girl (Danielle and David) novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Juniper was fuming, feeling an overwhelming urge to put them in their place, but Danielle pulled her back with a calm yet firm grip.

"Let her try," Danielle said flatly.

Juniper caught Danielle’s pointed glance and decided not to argue further.

"This one, that one, and also this one-take them all down for me," Danielle demanded, pointing at the most extravagant dresses.

"Of course, I’ll get them for you," another sales associate said. Although she was gossiping about Danielle earlier, she couldn’t ignore the lure of a lucrative sale.

Hope cut in. "I’ll take everything she picked."

The sales associate hesitated, glancing at Danielle, unsure of how to proceed. "Let her have them," Danielle said with a shrug. She then selected even more items, all of which were snatched away by Hope.

Soon, a pile of clothes was stacked up in front of Hope. She smirked at Danielle before striding off to the counter to pay.

Danielle was unruffled. After all, the clothes she had chosen were the most expensive-and tackiest-in the store.

The sales associate who attended to Hope was over the moon. This sale alone covered her performance target for half a year. "Miss Hill, your total comes to 8 million dollars," she said cheerfully.

Hope froze, her smug smile vanishing. Though her family was wealthy, there were levels of affluence, and her monthly allowance was barely a million dollars. Worst of all-she didn’t even like the clothes; she had only chosen them out of spite. Now, she was stuck with a staggering bill.

’Where could I get so much money?’ Hope thought as anxiety started to creep in. The sales assistant sensed her hesitation, thinking, ’Could it be possible that Miss Hill... couldn’t afford it? That can’t be. She’s a regular customer.

"What’s wrong? Can’t afford it?" Juniper taunted as she shot Hope a mocking look.

Hope would never allow herself to be humiliated like this. She pulled out a credit card and passed it to the sales associate. "Swipe it."

It was her father’s supplementary card, and she was well aware that this card wasn’t meant for frivolous spending. But now, she had no choice. She couldn’t stand the thought of embarrassing herself in front of Danielle and Juniper.

Just then, the mall’s general manager entered the boutique and approached Danielle. "Hello, Miss Darling. I’m Cecil Walton, the general manager of this mall. Please allow me to close the store for you so you can shop in peace. Whatever catches your eye, it’s yours."

Cecil had been lounging in his office when he received a call from the owner of the Charrington

Group, the mall’s true proprietor.

"See to it that Danielle has a great time shopping, and give her whatever she wants," David had instructed. That one directive had Cecil dashing to the mall in a panic, afraid of messing up.

Danielle raised an eyebrow, feeling a warm flutter in her chest. ’He must have pulled some strings,’ she thought.

"As the general manager of this mall, don’t you think it’s unacceptable for sales associates here to discriminate against customers? And this lady has acted like a lunatic, hurling insults and grabbing every item we set our sights on," Juniper complained to Cecil.

"Who are you calling a lunatic? You little bitch," Hope snapped, tossing aside the grace expected of an heiress.

"Who are you calling a bitch?" Juniper shot back.

Hope snorted. "Who else? Of course-" "Enough," Cecil interrupted, his expression hostile as he looked at Hope. "This is not the place for your antics. Effective immediately, you are banned from this mall."

Hope’s face fell. This was the largest luxury mall in Soufield. Being blacklisted would be a scandal in high society and might even tarnish her family’s reputation. Shocked and livid, she protested, "You can’t do this! Do you know who I am? I’m a VIP customer-I’ve spent millions here."

At that moment, the security guards came over.

"Throw her out," Danielle ordered coldly.

The security guards exchanged uncertain glances before Cecil nodded. Without hesitation, they dragged Hope out of the store.

Just when everyone thought it was over, Danielle turned her gaze to the sales associate who had slighted them.

Rushing toward Danielle, the woman trembled as she pleaded, "I-I’m sorry. I didn’t know who you were. Please forgive me!" Although she wasn’t one to hold grudges over petty disputes, Danielle was deeply repulsed by people who judged others based on their appearance.

Seeing that Danielle’s gaze didn’t soften, Cecil recalled David’s instruction. He was told to ensure Danielle had a great shopping experience, but the sales associate had ruined it, and now his job was potentially on the line.

"You’re fired," Cecil declared.

"Please don’t fire me. I can’t lose this job; I’m the top sales associate here." The sales associate burst into tears, begging to keep her job. She was in utter despair. Never had she imagined the consequences to be so severe.

At that moment, she realized that Danielle must be someone important; otherwise, Cecil wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to blacklist a customer and personally attend to her. Now, it was too late- everything was lost. Her pleas fell on deaf ears as security escorted her out as well.

Finally, the chaos subsided. "Miss Darling, would you like us to close the mall to ensure your shopping experience is uninterrupted?"

Cecil said warmly, hoping to smooth things over.

’Close the mall? What kind of shopping experience would that be?’ Danielle thought. "That won’t be necessary," she replied. "We’re just browsing. Carry on with your day."

"Um... Miss Darling, could you not mention this incident to Mr. Charrington?" Cecil wiped his brows, his voice barely above a whisper.