"You...you...how could you talk like that? What have you been learning out there? The things you said today, I'm definitely telling your father."
Bonnie Jones was furious and agitated in the back.
"Pretending to despise the Winslow family? I bet you can't even afford a decent bag. You come to the mall with that crappy thing and yet say you disdain going into the Winslow's."
Then she noticed Hallie Morgan had walked up to the counter.
"Pack all of these for me."
Miss Erin, seeing how carefree Hallie was, was delighted.
"Yes, miss. Would you like to try anything else?"
"No need. I don't shop for practicality. It's more for fun, to pass the time. Trying on items would waste my shopping time."
"..."
What a show-off! Miss Erin was stunned for a moment but quickly started packing the skincare products Hallie had picked out.
When Isla Winslow arrived, she looked at the angry Bonnie, then at Hallie, who was dispassionately swiping her card.
