Chapter 13 You Must Avenge Me

The car stopped in front of Silver Beach Mall.

Brent turned around and said, "Mrs. Maddox, this is the most upscale shopping center in Woodmerrow."

Zoey smiled and said, "Thank you, Brent. You can just wander around nearby, there's no need to follow me."

Brent was very serious, "Mrs. Maddox, I must help you carry the shopping bags, just in case something happens, so that I can report to Mr. Russell. That day I couldn't find you after the concert ended, it still gives me chills today. If anything happened to you, I could only apologize with my life."

Seeing Brent's serious expression, Zoey had no choice but to let him follow.

Zoey arrived at the third floor and entered Z&L Design, a boutique for women's clothing.

After all, it's better to keep the benefits within the family; if one is to spend, it should be on their own brand.

The shop assistant stepped forward and put on a standard smile, "Welcome to Z&L Design, we are pleased to serve you."

Zoey smiled faintly, "Let me have a look first."

Clerk, "Okay, let me know if you need anything."

Zoey picked out styles while texting: "I'm at Z&L Design, have you arrived?"

The other party replied instantly, "Right away!"

A 'woman' clad in a red long dress walked in, twisting her hips. With curly hair reaching down to her waist and sunglasses perched on her nose, she also wore a scarf around her neck, exuding an air of great charm and sophistication.

The shop assistant stepped forward to serve. The 'woman' said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I can look by myself, you don't need to introduce."

After saying that, she walked straight towards Zoey.

Zoey stifled a laugh and turned her head to continue picking out dresses.

The woman whispered, "Zoey, did I look beautiful today?"

Zoey lightly hummed, "The most beautiful woman in the entire mall, except her feet were too big."

Roland coughed lightly and said, "You're just mocking me. By the way, the Maddox family offered a five billion reward to find you."

Zoey casually said, "I got it, you take the order, make an appointment for this Saturday."

Roland nodded, "Alright. However, Zoey, I must say I was taken aback by your rashy decision to marry Russell."

Zoey glanced at him and said, "It wasn't a moment of pique, you will understand in the future."

She handed Roland a transparent small bag containing white pills and said, "Take it to the laboratory for ingredient analysis. I need to know the results as soon as possible."

Roland said, "Alright. Then I'll leave first."

After speaking, he pointed to the off-white long dress not far away and said, "That one suits you."

Zoey watched as he twisted his waist and walked away, a slight smile playing on her lips.

She averted her gaze and walked up to the long dress, "Not bad, it looks like a design by Leanna."

Her hand had just touched the hanger when another hand quickly reached out and snatched it away.

Zoey glanced sideways at the person grabbing the skirt, and it was none other than her middle school classmate, and Ariana's little lackey, Moriah Larson.

Moriah was just an ordinary working-class family, so she was particularly obedient to Ariana. Ariana told her to go east, and she dared not go west.

Over the years, she had been licking her way through, and eventually ended up as a D-list actress in Born Beauty Entertainment.

Zoey recalled her past life and remembered that Moriah was diagnosed with AIDS after the New Year and infected many men.

She glanced behind Moriah and saw a bald, pot-bellied old man standing there. It was Rylee Velasquez, the CEO of Velasquez Building Supply.

He was one of those unlucky guys.

Moriah chuckled, a hint of disdain in her eyes and eyebrows. "Well, well, if it isn't Zoey! I heard you had a tough time during those eight years of exile abroad. But now, look at you, rising from the ashes and daring to step foot into the threshold of Z&L Design?"

She looked at the shop assistant and said, "When did Z&L Design lower their standards so much? Can just anyone get in? I'll take this dress, on card!"

Rylee handed over the card and glanced at Zoey as if showing off, "Moriah, what else do you want? I'll get you anything!"

Moriah covered her mouth and laughed, "You're really good, I just want this dress."

The shop assistant quickly took the card and prepared to check out.

Zoey spoke up, "Wait a minute."

The shop assistant looked at her dressed in sportswear, which was of better quality, but definitely some miscellaneous brands.

She thought Moriah was right, so she lifted her chin and said, "Miss, you've been browsing and looking for quite a while since you came in. If you don't have money, don't come through this door. Z&L Design is a world-class luxury brand! Miss Larson is a VIP customer of Z&L Design!"

Zoey looked at another shop assistant and said, "Call your store manager."

The shop assistant felt that the situation was going to escalate, so she quickly went to find the store manager.

The store manager arrived quickly, during which she had already understood the situation.

She nodded and bowed to Moriah, then said to Zoey, "I'm sorry, but this dress should be given to Miss Larson. Our store gives priority to VIP customers."

"Who decided that VIPs have the right to snatch skirts from others?" Zoey questioned.

The store manager sneered, "You don't understand the world of the wealthy. The store manager has such rights, do you understand?"

Brent whispered behind Zoey, "Should I call Mr. Russell?"

Zoey shook her head, "No need."

She dialed a number in front of the store manager and briefly described what had happened.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the store manager and said, "Wait for two minutes, and the situation will be resolved."

The store manager smiled and said, "Why do you have to do this? Sometimes pretending to be rich is quite tiring. This limited edition dress costs 610,000, not 61..."

In less than two minutes, the mall manager, wiping the sweat off his forehead, hurried over and asked, "Who is Ms. Harmon?"

"I was," Zoey looked past.

The manager bowed repeatedly to apologize, then looked at the store manager and said sternly, "The person in charge of Z&L Design said that this dress was to be given to Ms. Harmonn for free."

The store manager looked shocked, "What? But..."

"No buts! Quickly wrap it up for Miss Harmon!'"

The store manager looked flustered, knowing that Zoey's background must be significant. She quickly instructed the cashier to wrap up the dress.

When Moriah saw the paper bag with a dress handed to Zoey, her eyes were filled with resentment.

She walked up to Zoey and said, "Aren't you just relying on your fiancé? You seem quite intimidating and tough! But can your fiancé really stand up to it?"

As the words fell, a loud bang sounded.

Moriah looked at Zoey in disbelief, her delicate makeup instantly cracking, "You dared to hit me?"

Zoey raised her chin slightly and said, "I heard the sound of water just now."

Moriah frowned, "What?"

"You must have had water in your brain, otherwise how could you say such stupid things."

"You little bitch!" Moriah tried to slap Zoey angrily.

Zoey tightly clenched her wrist and delivered a loud slap with her other hand, "I said it wrong. It's not that you have water in you brain, but that you don't have a brain at all."

She gave a strong push, and Moriah crashed into Rylee's arms.

Moriah's cheeks were marked with two distinct handprints, and she began to sob, "It hurts so much, please avenge me!"

Zoey sneered, "If you can't win, do you cry to your daddy?"

"What daddy? This is my man!" Moriah glared at her and then coquettishly said, "Honey, quickly teach this woman a lesson! She insulted you too!"

Although Rylee is the CEO of the company, he doesn't even rank among the lowest tier of wealthy families, so he wasn't qualified to attend the engagement party.

Even though he had heard that the Harmon family's daughter was engaged to Russell, he didn't know that the person in front of him was her.

His gaze lingered on Zoey, thinking that the reason she was able to get a free meal was simply because she happened to know the person in charge of Z&L Design.

Anyone that even Moriah dares to mess with must not have much of a background.

He said in a mocking tone, "You look pretty, but your mouth is quite sharp. Here's the deal, apologize to Moriah and me, then have a drink  and sleep with me, and this matter will be settled. Otherwise, it won't be over!"

Brent stepped forward and said, "You are being unreasonable. It is clear that your daughter snatched the dress and spoke disrespectfully."

Rylee frowned, "What daughter? Who do you think you are, daring to speak in front of me?"

Moriah looked at Zoey and snorted, "You really can't stand being alone, even going after old men!"

Brent ngrily exclaimed,  'How dare you insult Mrs. Maddox! You've clearly had enough life if you think you can get away with this!'

Rylee was puzzled, "Mrs. Maddox?"