Aurora Wright's pride flared. She crossed her arms and let out a cold laugh. "What if I insist on trying it on anyway?"
The sales clerk frowned, and a nearby colleague, noticing the commotion, approached.
"What's happening?"
The first clerk whispered a few words, and the newcomer instantly plastered on a fake smile.
"Miss, this dress is our brand's latest seasonal piece—88,800 dollars. Are you sure you intend to purchase it?"
Aurora scoffed. "You're asking if I'll buy it before I've even tried it? What kind of customer service is that?"
"We apologize, but we must protect other customers' interests. Our garments are extremely valuable. If everyone tried them on and walked away, they'd all become secondhand goods, wouldn't they? Surely you understand?"
The clerk smiled, but her eyes w
