60: Zara Sad Experience
The lady gulped down nervously. "Umm… actually, we have a special treatment in our branch. Once there's a VIP customer, we use royal titles to address them so that they feel more comfortable," she quickly fabricated.
Zaiyila sighed in relief. "That scared me," she thought, then smiled awkwardly. "It's… it's okay," she responded.
"Replying to your earlier question, we have a total of twelve floors, and the VIP section starts from the sixth floor. If Her Royal Highness is interested, I can take you there for a look."
Zaiyila nodded, and the lady led the way.
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A few minutes passed. Most of the clothes Zaiyila picked were for Everett. Everything was now packed, and she was heading outside—not because she had finished shopping or grown tired of exploring the company, but because she wanted to drop the bags in the car. On her way out, she noticed a young lady seemingly arguing with a security guard.
