My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)

Chapter 212 Bullying

She held the Centurion Card with her fair fingers which were very eye-catching.

The female clerk was stunned for a moment. She had worked in luxury stores for so many years, so of course, she knew that card. There were no more than ten people in Coast City who owned that card. She thought, "I didn't expect that unremarkable woman to have that card. Who is she?!"

When she was in a daze, the other shop assistants had already reacted, took the card, and said, "Of course."

Cynthia looked up at the female clerk. "Help me wrap it up."

The female shop assistant was brought back to her senses by that sentence. With a flattering smile on her face, she said, "Okay, I'll pack it for you right away!"

After finishing speaking, she picked up the bag and was about to go to the counter to find a gift box. Cynthia stepped forward and pressed her hand. Her eyes were full of sharpness. 'How can you touch such an expensive bag with your hands? Sorry, I don't want it anymore!"

After speaking, she put the card back, hugged the baby in her arms, and prepared to leave.

The female clerk was at a loss for a moment with the bag in her hand and thought, "Why, why did she not want it?!!

Seeing that Cynthia was about to walk out of the store, she realized

that she had been tricked by her, and became angry. "Stop!"

Cynthia paused, turned around, and looked at her. "What's the matter?"

"Are you kidding me? You said to buy this bag...

"Didn't you say that we can't touch the bag with our hands!" Cynthia interrupted her, her voice was delicate and soft, but it was sharp.

"Exactly, I also hate people who I don't like touching my things, so I don't want to buy this bag, can't I? I haven't paid for it yet, so it's okay not to buy it!"

The female clerk was angry and vexed, and her face was flushed. "No, you have to buy it today. You are also an influencer, so you can't take back your word!" Cynthia laughed. "Are you trying to force me to buy it?!"

The other clerks were a little more discerning than the lady clerk, and knew that they could not afford to mess with Cynthia. After all, anyone with that card was a big shot. So she stepped forward to persuade the female clerk to calm down.

But the clerk was so angry that she did not listen to her at all, and glared at Cynthia. "I don't care who you are. Let me tell you, I'm not afraid. Do you know my last name? Do you really think I'm just a little shop assistant?"

Seeing her proud appearance, Cynthia smiled. "What's your last name?"

"I'm a relative of the George family. Have you ever heard of the Georges? Everyone in Coastal City knew the Georges. The mall is owned by the George family. I once followed my father to a banquet held by the top rich people in Coast City. They all look familiar, but I've never seen you before. You must have stolen that card!"

The clerk's last name was George, and her first name was Tracy. The more she talked, the more she felt that Cynthia was suspicious. She thought, "Did she really steal that card?"

"This card is not yours, is it?!"

Although Tracy was asking questions, she held a firm tone, which meant she had treated Cynthia as a thief.

Cynthia thought for a while and nodded. 'It's not mine."

There was a complacent look in Tracy's eyes, and she said to the colleague next to her, "See, I was right. It's impossible for that woman. to have that kind of card. She must have stolen someone else's card. Call the security guard!"

Her colleagues all looked at each other and thought, "If that woman stole it, she wouldn't have said it out. She has no problem. But Tracy still couldn't see it, and wanted to call the security guard."

"This is my brother's. What's the problem?" when Tracy was proud of herself, Cynthia spoke.

Tracy's smile froze on her face, and she shouted, "That's impossible!

Who is your brother? I have seen all the big shots in Coast City. I have never seen someone like you!"

Cynthia smiled. "You are a relative of the George family. I don't know who you are. But you've worked here as a clerk. Could it be that the George family is so poor now?"

"You! You!" Tracy was terribly angry. Although her last name was George, she was nothing in the George family, not even more important than the servants of the George family. She thought, "She is trying to humiliate me."

"Who the hell are you!"

The Keller in Cynthia's arms was frightened by Tracy's sharp voice and screamed. Cynthia patted her back to comfort her.

'I'm the daughter of the Green family. If you are the Georges, you should know about the Green family."

Tracy's heart skipped a beat. She thought, "The Green family! It turned out to be the Green family. The current George family has just been through a disaster and it has been damaged. They are matched with the Green family, but now they are not comparable."

She turned pale at the thought. "No, it's impossible. I've never heard of any daughter in the Green family."

She was already starting to panic inside, but she held strong and refused to give in.

It was rare that there was such a big commotion in a luxury store, and many people soon gathered around to see what was going on.

The location of that store was just at the entrance of the escalator.

Cain was about to go downstairs when he heard a commotion nearby, frowned, and walked there.

His assistant cleared a path through the crowd to make it easier for Cain to enter.

"What's going on?" Cain's voice was majestic and oppressive.

When Tracy saw him approaching, her eyes lit up, and her heart was filled with excitement. She had seen Cain before when the successor of the George family changed, and she had seen him from afar. She never expected to see him so close now.

'Cousin... Cousin!" She called out. He was indeed her cousin.

Cain glanced at her with a cold face, felt her very strange, and had never seen her before. "Who are you?"

"Cousin... Cousin!" She called out. He was indeed her cousin.

Cain glanced at her with a cold face, felt her very strange, and had never seen her before. "Who are you?"

Tracy's face turned pale once again. She came up to get close to him and was surrounded by so many people, not realizing that Cain didn't know her at all, which was embarrassing.

"You... You may not have seen me. I am Tracy from the George family..." She spoke. Seeing that Cain still looked confused, she added,

"My father is Timothy George."

Cain frowned, and when his assistant reminded him, he remembered that there seemed to be such a person in the company, who was just a small employee of George Group. Cain couldn't even recognize him even if he stood before him.

"What happened just now?"

Seeing that Cain didn't correct her, Tracy was overjoyed, pointed at Cynthia, and shouted, "Cousin, just now that woman said she wanted to buy a bag. I packed it for her, just touched it, and she didn't want it. She kept humiliating me and the George family."

She magnified the matter, hoping that Cain would teach that ignorant woman a lesson.

"By the way, she still has a Centurion Card, and I don't know where she stole it from."

Cain saw Cynthia standing with a baby in her arms. His eyes lit up, half of his majestic aura disappeared, and his expression softened a lot.

Tracy had been paying attention to him. Seeing the change in his

expression, she gritted her teeth and thought, "This woman is indeed very beautiful, and she can even arouse Cain's interest. But she already has a baby. She is so shameless to seduce men."

Cynthia was standing in the corner when Cain entered. That shopping mall belonged to Cain, and he should take care of that kind of thing.

"Mr. Cain George!"

In a soft, sweet voice, Cynthia went over with the child in her arms and nodded to Cain.

Tracy raised her eyebrows and looked like she was enjoying the show. She thought, "Since Cain took over the George family, no one dared to call him Mr. Cain George again! Everyone forgot about Henry, the eldest son, and called Cain Mr. George!"

"Even if that woman has a powerful background, if she dares to call him Mr. Cain George, Cain will hate her."

She waited for Cain to teach the woman a lesson, but what she did not expect was that when Cain heard the woman call him that, not only did he not get angry, but he smiled and looked pleased.

"Mrs. Smith, we met again. The last time I went to the Green family's house, I only met with you in a hurry. I haven't thanked you for saving my life."

Cain smiled as he went, and drew nearer to Cynthia, so close that he could smell her fragrance. It was very warm, with a sort of seductive vibe.