Chapter 10 He Is Not Disabled

"Okay. Can you take it off the mannequin and let me take a look?" inquired Larissa.

"I said it costs 130 thousand dollars."

"I hear you. What's the problem?"

Larissa was confused.

"So, why do you want to check it out? You know how expensive it is. What if you ruined the fabric? You won't be able to pay for it."

Larissa was surprised. "You want business, don't you? What makes you think that I can't afford it?"

"Oh, come on." The salesperson folded her arms impatiently. "Look at you. You're a poor high-schooler. Don't pretend to be who you aren't."

She then assessed Larissa's appearance. "You have a pretty face. So, I bet you just want to take some pictures with expensive clothes. You'll post them online to make yourself look rich.

"Next, you'll catfish some sugar daddies and whore yourself out to them. Go home, kiddo. You've disappointed your parents enough."

"Excuse me?" Larissa was mad now. "Who is the manager here? I need to lodge a complaint."

"Ha! You're too poor to be