Chapter 193
Chapter 193
Dominick sat calmly on the sofa, his long legs crossed, a trace of fatigue visible on his face. Behind him stood a
group of high-
ranking business executives, while Finery's staff huddled nervously near the cashier, looking like frightened
chicks. "What's wrong with all of you? Why are you
letting this scumbag act high and mighty in my shop? Emery fumed. Starting her day early was already. bad
enough, but finding this detestable man in her shop made her blood boil.
Since her employees weren't stepping up, she decided to confront him herself. You piece of shit, don't you have
someone else to bother? Why are you in my shop! Are you a masochist, showing up first thing in the morning
just to get scolded?
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Dominick's brow furrowed slightly. He had already formed a poor impresskat of Emery during their previous
encounter at the club. Her unruly demeanor baffled him-
why would Paisley associate with someone like her?
No wonder Paisley had picked up the habit of resorting to physical violence whenever upset: She had surely been
a bad influence.
Seeing that Dominick remained silent despite her outburst, Emery grew even angrier, feeling ignored.
"Shameless! My shop doesn't welcyou! Can't you see that? Do | need to kick you out myself?" Dominick's
lips curled into a faint, icy smile. Lifting his hand slightly, he gestured for Emery
to do as she pleased.
Dominick's nonchalant attitude made it even harder to swallow, Emery felt her chest tightening, almost as if
she'd developed two new lumps in frustration. "Dominick, you son of a bitch!"
"Hey, hey!" Behind the sofa, the mall's general manager finally couldn't stay quiet.
In just the short the'd been standing there, Emery had already insulted Dominick several times, which was
far beyond what a mall manager like him could tolerate hearing,
"Ms. Collins, that's enough. You're speaking to Mr. Vanderbilt. Watch your words," he advised kindly.
Bar Emery wasn't having it. She turned her frustration on him. "I wasn't talking to you, was I? | pay so much rent
to this mall every year. As a manager, shouldn't you be defending me! Instead, you're defending him**
The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead "Ms. Collins, I'm looking our for you here. Mr. Vanderbilt isn't
just anyone-
he's the owner of this mall. Are you sure you want to keep talking like this?"
One word from Dominick and her lease could be terminated instantly. And don't even think about the
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it would just mean paying spenalty fees, a trivial amount to Dominick but enough to cause significant
trouble for Emery.
The manager thought his warning would make Emery back down. But he underestimated her. Instead of calming
down, her anger flared up even
"What the hell! The rent I've been paying ends up in this jerk's pocket? No wonder business has been so bad
lately-
annoying clients all the time. Must be the bad luck around here. Fine, take the store back! Paythe penalty,
and I'll leave right now!"
The manager finally realized what it meant to shoot himself in the foot. What was meant as a scare tactic had
only made things worse,
As the manager stood there, at a loss, the man sitting on the sofa finally spoke, "Everyone, leave. | want to
speak to Ms. Collins alone? The mall executives, grateful for the excuse, quickly left, taking the store staff with
them.