Mr. Tycoon's Woman||PJ&RP ✔️

Chapter 144: Keep Your Promise

"It's alright, Mr. Jung, I can handle the problem with a few replaceable employees." She revealed a platonic smile, which scared and surprised Mr. Jung at the same time.

He understood the underlying message and immediately worked hard to please her. "As the head of the security team, it is within my duties to get rid of annoying pests for you. You do not need to tire yourself over the likes of these people." He was terrified of being fired from this extremely well-paid job. He knew how fickle these wealthy socialites could be and despite this woman's calm posture, who's to say she won't retaliate against him?

The sales associate paled upon hearing the threat, her face becoming paperwhite in fear. She broke out in cold sweat and stumbled over her words when she tried to form proper sentences, "M-ma'am, would y-you still like to purchase the suit cuffs? I'll wrap it up right away and offer a bonus—"

"Forget the bonus. Just swipe the card." Rosè Yang examined her nails, completely unfazed by the commotion she had caused. She ignored the fuming Chou Tzuyu who slammed down the polished black card.

"I said the cuff link is mine!" She could not believe she had lost twice in a row! This cunning vixen! Just wait until I report this to Jeong Jaehyun!

Through her irrationality, Chou Tzuyu forgot who she was — the proud and unwavering heroine of her Cinderella dream. She shouldn't have to overwork herself with the back scheming likes of Rosè Yang who didn't know how to do anything else aside from stirring up trouble.

"I doubt you can make it yours with your low credit." Rosè Yang snorted, flipping her hair over her shoulders and signing her name on the check. She grabbed the small bag and pulled out the silver box then stared at the cuffs with disinterest.

"It was only a million. What was the fuss about?" She chuckled, closing the box and placing it back onto the counter. "You can keep it. I have no use for something so cheap."

Her words cut deep into Chou Tzuyu who could never escape her background...

The socialites sighed. As expected of the former Queen. Despite the fact that she had lost her crown, she didn't lose her thorns.

"Tch, Chou Tzuyu cried over a million like it was a billion."

"How embarrassing. Even the poorest socialite can afford something as inexpensive as that."

"Isn't she also belittling Jeong Jaehyun by not swiping his card, to begin with? Makes him look like a stingy lover." One of the socialites casually spoke up, her statement immediately causing a buzz of conversation that did not dare to point fingers at Jeong Jaehyun himself, but instead, blamed Chou Tzuyu for making her pampering husband look bad.

"Aside from a pretty face, what else does she have?"

"Jeong Jaehyun really lost out by marrying her."

"How could she imply she was poor when she has Jeong Jaehyun backing her up? Isn't that trying too hard to be humble?"

Chou Tzuyu gritted her teeth, her nails digging into her skin. "I don't want it anymore—"

"Don't be so prideful and childish. Just see it as my charity work for the day." Rosè Yang chuckled. It was amusing to see Chou Tzuyu so riddled up.

Rosè Yang's confidence nearly faltered when she thought about what Jeong Jaehyun would do to her. But she immediately dismissed the thought. If Chou Tzuyu cried to Jeong Jaehyun, Rosè Yang can also cry to Park Jimin , but she preferred not to be the damsel-in-distress.

Rosè Yang turned to the man in front of her. "I hope you keep your promise, Mr. Jung." She firmly said before sauntering out of the store, the mischievous glimmer in her eyes disappearing the second she stepped foot outside.