My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy

Chapter 1251 Actually, It Doesn'T Need To Be So Exaggerated

Chapter 1251 Actually, it doesn't need to be so exaggerated

She is not someone who loves to show off her wealth, she just saw the arrogant attitude of the other

party, so she could not help but dislike it.

"Are you kidding me, how can two students afford hundreds of thousands in bags? I've never seen one

in all my years."

The clerk couldn't help but spit out a comment.

She has been in the business for seven or eight years and has never seen a student come in and buy

a bag that costs hundreds of thousands.

"It's your own business if you've never seen one, that doesn't mean we can't afford a bag."

Madeline rolled her eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense here, come on, come on, don't stand here and delay our business."

In the eyes of the clerks, the truly wealthy should be older, noble ladies.

She didn't bother to argue too much with Madeline, and yelled that she was going to throw the two out.

Lawrence's expression changed slightly, his face showing displeasure, then he stood in front of

Madeline, blocking the counter.

"What are you doing?"

The clerk was impatient.

"Buy the bag."

Lawrence said indifferently.

"You can't afford it."

The clerk was about to spout off when Lawrence interrupted her, asking a question at the same time.

"Are you sure we can't afford it?"

"How can a teenage high school student afford a bag that costs hundreds of thousands, it's almost

worth a suite."

The clerk thrust her hands over her shoulders and snorted.

"What if I can afford it?"

Lawrence spoke up with a smirk on his lips.

"If you can afford it, I'll apologise to you here."

The clerk didn't care.

She dared to say such things because she had concluded that Lawrence and Madeline was nothing

more than a childish joke.

"OK."

Lawrence promised.

He then dragged Madeline into the Hermes limited edition bag shop.

"Take your pick, Madeline, whichever you like."

Lawrence said with bravado.

"Yes, thank you, brother."

Smiling sweetly, Madeline began to pick out her bag with a light touch.

"This is too much, it's obviously picking a limited edition bag, how come it's as easy as picking a

cabbage in their mouths?"

"It's not possible that two people are rich kids, is it?"

"You can't say that, no matter how rich the second generation family is, it's not possible for a 17 or 18

year old student to buy hundreds of thousands of bags, maybe they are bluffing us."

The crowd watching from the sidelines murmured, half in disbelief.

But they all didn't expect that Madeline and Lawrence were not just rich kids, but super rich kids as

well.

The two ignored the chatter of the others and made their way to the exhibit area.

"Get me that crocodile bag, with the hardware in a visible colour and preferably a suede interior."

Madeline said skillfully.

The stance and the familiarity, like a regular visitor to a limited edition bag designer shop.

"It's not really a rich kid, is it?"

"No wonder, from the very beginning I felt that the two people had a noble aura about them, they were

not ordinary people at first glance."

"Yeah, it's a sparkling presence in the crowd."

The crowd was stunned, watching Madeline reveal a hint of nobility, and sighed in awe.

And naturally, the arrogant clerk heard these words and her expression was pale.

"It seems this customer has a good eye, this is the latest model of aqua blue ripple gradient bag,

currently the only one of its kind in the entire Flento City."

Another employee put on his gloves and carefully explained the various details of the bag to Madeline.

"Well, look pretty good."

Madeline held it in her hand and tried it on. It was the right size and the aqua blue colour suited the

outfit.

"Brother, does this bag look good on me?"

She took her bag and and spun around in front of Lawrence.

The aqua blue colour is pure and innocent, which is already in keeping with Madeline's nature, and the

unique design of the gradient adds more playfulness.

"It's nice, and it suits you."

Lawrence was brief and concise.

"It must look good."

Madeline said with a smile, she knew that Lawrence had a good eye. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's not the bag, it's mainly because Madeline looks good."

Lawrence smiled dotingly.

Seeing this scene, the crowd was envious of Madeline.

After chatting for a few moments, Madeline turned her head and proceeded to continue selecting her

bag.

Taking the bag, she looked up and then to another marble grey patterned bag.

"Please show me that bag."

Madeline has a keen eye for style despite her young age.

The staff member looked to the bag with a scowl.

"What's wrong?"

Madeline asked, "Can't I try?

"That bag is the treasure of the shop, only Super VIPs are eligible to buy it, and it costs a lot."

The staff said respectfully.

At this moment, the clerk seized the opportunity and came beside her with a grim remark, "Don't

pretend if you can't afford it, it's the treasure of the shop, if you break it, ordinary people like you can't

afford to pay for it."

"Heh, don't look down on people." Madeline snorted coldly, then turned his head to the staff, smiling

slightly.

"Sorry, I'm just super VIP."

The shop was in an uproar at this comment.

It is important to know that the threshold for Super VIP is extremely high and requires status in addition

to spending to meet the tens of millions.

"How is this possible?"

The clerk's eyes widened in some disbelief at what she had heard with her own ears.

"What?"

Lawrence frowned slightly and looked at Madeline with some confusion.

When did his sister become a super VIP? He couldn't help but smile when Madeline reported Jocelyn's

number.

"You're such wit."

Between words, he raised his hand and rubbed Madeline's head.

"That's a must."

Madeline grinned mischievously.

"Yes, your Super VIP status has been confirmed, please wait for a moment."

She was a super VIP and the attitude in the shop changed, even the shop manager ran out.

"You don't even tell me when there is a VIP guest, can you afford it if there's any delay?

The shop manager falsely scolded.

Then with a smile, he looked at Madeline.

"Dear Super VIP customer, I'll be picking up your bag."

In the face of such a big show, Madeline was uncomfortable all over.

Nor is it because the two people have not seen much of the world, but because they themselves are

not people who like to put on airs.

"It doesn't really have to be that dramatic."

Madeline wanted to say something, but she didn't.

"You're our super VIP member, so naturally you should be treated at the highest level."

The shop manager opened his mouth.

With that, he began to describe the various details of the bag in a vocal manner.

The others, who had never seen a shop manager look like this before, stared in disbelief at what they

were seeing.

There were several times that Madeline wanted to interrupt during the minutes-long speech, but when

she thought that it would be rude to interrupt someone, she gave up.

After all, their parents had taught the siblings from an early age that it was extremely rude not to

interrupt when others were talking.