The Grants: Choosing One Between The Two-Chapter 218: The Broken Engagement Between the Bell and Grant Families
Yvette bit her lip, thinking about the card Ethan Grant gave her... If she buys a bag, he won’t be unhappy, right?
She secretly glanced at the bag on the counter, then looked at the price...
Forget it, forget it.
Why would a bag cost over three hundred thousand?
It’s too terrifying.
"Poor thing." The head attendant noticed Yvette’s hesitation and shock, and snorted. "Everything displayed outside is a regular model, and you can’t even afford a regular model. How dare you stand here?"
The head attendant pointed to the VIP room hidden by Faye Lawson. "See that place? You’ll never set foot in there in your life."
If you don’t spend millions at their store, don’t even think about entering there.
"Stop looking down on people like a dog." Holly Ziegler indicated for the head attendant not to go too far.
"If I’m looking down on people like a dog, and she can afford this thirty-thousand bag, I’ll bark like a dog for you." The head attendant rolled her eyes. "If you can’t afford it, get out, and stop lowering the class of our store."
The security came in to clear the floor, getting rid of the reporters and onlookers.
Faye Lawson’s bodyguards and company personnel also arrived to escort her away.
Once Faye left, the reporters chased after her.
"I’m about to finish work, wait for me for two minutes, and I’ll take you to eat something delicious." Holly patted Yvette’s head.
She looks like someone who can easily be bullied, no wonder she gets bullied wherever she goes.
Because Yvette looks too easy to bully.
Even the head attendant of the luxury store dares to bite her.
Yvette nodded and stood still waiting for Holly.
"You can’t leave, there’s a meeting at noon!" The head attendant intentionally blocked Holly, just not letting her off work.
"You need to explain to the store manager about letting your friend eat and drink without purchasing anything." The head attendant said proudly. "The store manager will be here soon."
Obviously, the head attendant had filed a complaint.
Sure enough, the store manager was already coming in.
"Holly, I’ve heard you leaked customer privacy and caused the customer to be surrounded by reporters, generating negative public opinion?" The store manager said angrily, speaking again in a deep voice. "In sales, we don’t care if a customer has any mistresses, we just want sales! How do you plan to cover the loss you’ve caused the store?"
"It’s not Holly’s fault, that man’s wife is my friend, and I was the one who called her." Yvette said angrily, she wasn’t part of the store.
The store manager was a very elegant woman, dressed in high-end custom wear, looking quite valuable.
She scrutinized Yvette from head to toe, wearing high heels. "Are you our customer?"
"What customer, someone like Lena can’t even afford a pair of our earrings." The head attendant mocked.
"Since you’re not a customer, can you afford to cover the losses you’ve caused our store?" The store manager asked angrily.
"I didn’t realize it’s reached a point where Ethan’s wife can’t afford to shop here?" Ethan pressed his voice at the door, his whole demeanor intimidating.
Everyone froze for a moment, turning around in shock to look at Ethan.
"E-Ethan." Yvette nervously rushed over, signaling him not to speak recklessly in public...
"E-Ethan?" The store manager snapped out of her shock, not hearing clearly what Ethan just said.
Ethan reached out and pulled Yvette into his arms, his attitude clear.
The head attendant was so scared her face turned pale.
Ethan Grant?
Ethan Grant of the Grant Group?
Isn’t he supposed to be engaged to the Bell Family?
After the shock, the head attendant’s eyes still showed disdain, saying others are mistresses, but she is also an illicit lover.
"Holly, according to Yvette’s preferences, send all the new models she likes to her home periodically, regardless of price." Ethan attributed the sales to Holly.
Holly silently gave a thumbs up to the big boss.
This month, her food and clothing are secured, and quite affluent.
"A-Ah?" Yvette stammered, looking at Ethan. "What do we need so many bags for?"
"Just want to fill your wardrobe room at home." Ethan said seriously.
"But... but we don’t need that many bags, I don’t even carry bags." Yvette quickly waved her hand.
Ethan narrowed his eyes, evidently unmoved.
Yvette had no choice but to whisper in Ethan’s ear. "These bags aren’t worth the money, how about you give me the money..."
Yvette thinks Ethan is a bit extravagant.
Ethan laughed out loud, looking down at Yvette, finding her so adorable. "Didn’t I surrender all my money?"
"Huh?" Yvette was a bit slow to realize.
"The card I gave you is linked to my main card, with no limit, you can use it as you please." Ethan ruffled Yvette’s hair and glanced at Holly. "Are you off work? I’ll take you to dinner."
Holly was almost jumping around excitedly, the big boss is treating them!!!
The head attendant and store manager didn’t dare speak, especially the store manager, who nervously stepped forward. "Mr. Grant, apologies, it’s a misunderstanding, wasn’t aware..."
"It seems you need to further improve your management skills, and improve your selection criteria on whom to keep." Ethan reminded the store manager, who should stay and who should not.
The head attendant was already terrified, not daring to speak to Ethan.
Holly rolled her eyes, really exhibiting the attitude of looking down on people.
...
Grant Group.
Arthur Grant was sitting in his office with a dark expression, looking at the news on his phone.
"Chairman... All major platforms and news headlines about the Bell Family... are difficult to suppress."
"Grant Group’s public relations combined with the Bell Family’s can’t suppress it?" Arthur was shocked. "Does Ethan Grant know about this?"
Besides Ethan, who could have such capability to render the Grant Group and the Bell Family’s public relations helpless?
"Jennings Family’s people?" Arthur rubbed his brow.
Was it Henry Jennings?
"Seems... not either, after all, these entertainment media reporters and internet celebrities are a large group, widely spread, trying to solve one by one isn’t easy, different platforms and media reporters, all major network platforms are eager to report, they fear neither you nor the Bell Family, surely there’s stronger backing behind..."
The assistant was equally puzzled, who on earth has such capability?
"One person can’t do it." Arthur wasn’t a fool. "Seems the enemies are more than imagined."
The ones helping hype this incident from behind are definitely not just one person.
"Indeed, a bit of investigation points to Citadel... Citadel has been emerging rapidly these years, although not competing with Grant Group, climbed too quickly."
Arthur got up, looking out the window. "Citadel... investigate thoroughly, find out who’s behind the capital operations."
One must always guard against others, Citadel has seriously threatened Grant Group’s leading position in the business circle.
"So about the three-thirty press conference this afternoon, still..." The assistant wiped his sweat.
"What’s there to hold! Wait until Bell Family suppresses the matter!" Arthur was very angry.
...
In the afternoon, after lunch, Ethan sent Yvette back.
Perhaps because of worries, Yvette had not slept well last night, constantly thinking about how to deal with the Bell Family today.
Looking at Yvette, who was asleep in his arms, Ethan smiled slightly.
"Mr. Grant, the Bell Family’s public opinion has exploded."
Ethan was satisfied, raising an eyebrow proudly to his subordinates. "My wife’s idea."
Yvette... really not only always gives him surprises but also smart enough to make his heart ache.
Clearly so smart, why has she endured for years, suffering grievances and bullying?
Because Yvette feels guilty, she’s been redeeming herself.
Her move this time is also for him...
Since the moment Ethan saw the Bible under Yvette’s pillow, he understood that Yvette’s patience over the years isn’t just about not finding backing and reliance, she considers herself a sinner.
Occupying someone else’s life for twenty-one years, enjoying everything that shouldn’t have belonged to her as a sinner.
But Yvette... she doesn’t know that she truly deserves better.
"Yvette... don’t believe in God, believe in me." Ethan’s voice was hoarse as he gently traced Yvette’s facial contours.
