A Trust-fund Baby

Chapter 12 Eighteen Thousand Dollars

While Sally was lost in her fury, the fancy clothes scattered on the ground were smeared with Sally’s

footprints and sputa. After five minutes, she suddenly tilted her head up, only to find crowds in front of

the Dior store streamlining her insane behavior.

She was more pissed off and yelled, “What the heck are you doing? Take away your fucking phones.

Delete what you’ve shot. You hear me. Just leave me fucking alone. I’ll sue anyone that picture me.”

Someone was scared and took away their phones.

It occurred to Sally if someone upload it, she’ll get embarrassed on the Internet. Then she walked to

the crowd with her hands placed on each side of her waist.

“Hey! You bitch, what are you doing with your phone? Show me your screen.” But the woman didn’t

answer her.

“I’m talking to you. Just give me your fucking phone!” The woman was hesitated a bit before handing

her phone in.

Sally saw her video on the phone and angrily slammed the phone on the ground. With gritted teeth, the

woman picked up her phone without a word, then she ran away after finding her phone wasn’t broken.

Furious Sally scared the crowd to back off.

Sally glanced over the crowd and noticed people were deleting her videos before turning back to face

the clothes on the ground. It hit her that she had to pay for her lunatic behavior as Judson’s fancy

clothes were spoiled by her.

Terrified, she swallowed hard and said to the shop assistant, “Well, sweetie, what I did to Judson’s

clothes has nothing to do with your store. You can’t ask me to pay for…”

The shop assistant sneered, “Hehe, I’m sorry, Madam, but according to commercial laws, you’re

responsible for the mess as Mr. Judson haven’t taken his clothes away out of our store. Plus, you have

ruined not only the clothes, but also many cosmetics, which adds up to about eighteen thousand

dollars. Would you like to pay by card or in cash?”

Sally hastily ran toward the exit after hearing the amount, saying, “Don’t you ever ask me to pay for it.

Go to find Judson…I don’t have money.”

Bang! Next second, she was on her ass as in the store as a six-feet tall security guard kicked her back.

The shop assistant stood in her face and said slowly, “Hehe, don’t you ever try to get away with it? It’s

Dior that you have offended. You know what? What you have done seriously ruined Dior’s image. I’ve

sent the video of your spoiling our customer’s clothes to the lawyers of our company, and we are going

to sue you after calling the police. Now you can wait for them to take you away...”

Sally was totally dumbfounded as she heard the police would come to arrest her. She knew a bit about

laws which could send her into the prison, but she was too old to go into the jail. She would be

regarded as a shameless bitch if she was thrown into the jail.

At the thought, her tone was of fear, and she explained, “Well, I promise I’ll pay for it. Just let me pay

for it. Please don’t charge me, please…Eighteen thousand dollars, right? I can pay for it. I can…I have

money.”

The shop assistant shook his head. “Huh? I don’t think eighteen thousand dollars would be enough as

you just insulted Dior. Thus, we don’t care about your money but your penalty. Let the law do us justice

and send you into the prison.”

Sally was scared to cry and grabbed the assistant’s hand. “Please, please, please don’t. It’s my bad. I

apologize to you. I apologize. I’m so sorry, so fucking sorry…Please call your lawyers and ask them

how much I should pay to let go of me. I’ll pay whatever they want…”

But the shop assistant ignored her beg.

Sally suddenly got her epiphany and said, “Wait! Judson, the owner of the clothes, is my son-in-law.

We’ve been in an argue, but he’s my daughter’s husband who loves my daughter so much. For his Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

sake, please call your lawyers to say a number, and I promise to pay for it…”

The shop assistant furrowed his brows as she didn’t want to talk to the old woman, but she dares not

offend Judson who has an VIP bank card. She nodded. “Fine. For Mr. Judson’s sake, I can beg my

boss to let go of you. I wonder how comes Mr. Judson stand your daughter…”

Sally sank onto the ground on her ass as multiple emotions blended in her heart. She could never

imagine it was Judson who helped her get away with the punishment.