Daniel, Chloe, and the two sales assistants all turned to look at us.
I hadn't planned on causing a scene, especially not in public. Chloe might not care about saving face, but I did. However, the venomous look Chloe shot me made it clear that avoiding conflict was impossible.
The sales assistant, sensing Lucas's intent, immediately plastered on a professional smile.
"You have excellent taste, sir. This dress would look stunning on your wife—it complements her figure perfectly. Would you like to try it on?"
Before I could respond, Chloe snatched the dress out of the assistant's hands, her face flushed with fury.
"No! I saw this dress first!"
The assistant hesitated, clearly caught in an awkward position. She gave me an apologetic smile before turning back to Chloe.
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