Filed To Story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
How could Mirabella possibly be Queen Abby?
She never showed any design talent growing up.
Olga couldn’t believe it either. If Mirabella really was Queen Abby, why would she work at the Collins family’s clothing company?
Was she there to steal trade secrets?
But the Collins family’s clothing company was the worst performing among all the Collins family businesses. Why would she leave her own QY to work at the Collins family’s small company?
It didn’t add up.
Zachary couldn’t believe Mirabella could be Queen Abby either.
She was already a piano master, which was enough to blow people’s minds.
Not long ago, she got first place in a college entrance exam, now she was also the founder of QY, Queen Abby.
Just how many identities did she have that they didn’t know about?
Any of Mirabella’s identities were far more impressive than Yoli’s.
Thinking about this, Zachary glanced at Yolanda and suddenly felt that this girl was just not cutting it.
Yolanda was clearly shocked too. She couldn’t believe Mirabella was Queen Abby.
“Mr. Jaime, are you pulling my leg?” Olga laughed awkwardly, “How could she possibly be Queen Abby? She’s just a kid. What’s your relationship with her? Did she bribe you to speak for her?”
Jaime chuckled coldly, “If I remember correctly, the one who called the QY customer service hotline asking for the higher–ups to handle this farce was your future son–in–law, right?”
In other words, there was no way Mirabella could have set up this act in advance.
The expressions of the Melton family members all changed, all of them shocked and rendered speechless.
That was indeed the case.
If it hadn’t been for Zachary’s call, Jaime wouldn’t have come, and Mirabella’s identity wouldn’t have been revealed.
But how could Mirabella be Queen Abby?
How was that even possible?
The mall manager cleared his throat and said seriously, “Our general manager has said that QY is our most important partner. You are causing trouble in Dawn Department Store and disrespecting Mirabella. I declare that from today, you four are banned from our mall. You’ve all been blacklisted.”
Once they entered their facial features into the system, every time they tried to enter the Dawn Department Store, the system will trigger an alarm and the security will stop them.
“Wait, we can talk this out.”
Before Demetrius could finish, he heard Mirabella on the phone, “Hello, I want to sue Yolanda for defamation. There’s surveillance footage as evidence. She just -damaged my reputation and personal rights in front of many people. I demand her to stop the infringement, whether it’s a fine, detention, or a public apology, You decide.”
The Melton family members turned pale with fright.
Last time Yolanda plagiarized, Mirabella chose the legal route, and they ended up having to pay a large sum of money.
They had already experienced Mirabella’s tactics.
Just as Olga was about to blow up, she thought of the possibility that this girl could indeed be Queen Abby and chickened out a bit, not daring to say another word. “Mirabella, we’re all family, why take it this far.” Demetrius quickly tried to mediate.
He was strapped for cash and couldn’t afford a fine.
As for detention, that would ruin Yolanda’s reputation. How could she get married after that.
A public apology would mean losing their dignity. They absolutely wouldn’t do it.
They couldn’t let Mirabella sue Yolanda no matter what. The loss to the Melton family would be too great.
“Mirabella, we can talk it out, we’re family after all.”
“Who’s family with you?” Mirabella said disdainfully, “Customers on the blacklist shouldn’t be standing here, right?”
The mall manager caught on and quickly called security to escort them out.
Being escorted out of a high–end department store like Dawn Department Store, Olga felt utterly humiliated, and she shouted, “Let go of me, I can walk out on my own.”
“What the hell are you doing, let go!” Zachary struggled, watching Yolanda being led away by two security guards. She seemed to be in pain, “Let go of my fiancée, you’re hurting her!”
“Mirabella, listen to me, Mirabella.” Demetrius was led away, his voice growing fainter and fainter.
The mall manager wiped the sweat off his forehead, worried that Mirabella would spill the beans to Romeo and he’d be out of his job.
“You did well,” Mirabella assured him. “Don’t sweat it, I won’t squeal.”
“Thanks, you can count on me. This will never happen again. If anyone dares to stir up trouble here, I won’t let them off the hook.” The manager nodded and bowed, buttering her up before he finally took off.
“Boss, they didn’t give you any trouble, did they?” Jaime stepped forward, showing his concern.
“No problem, carry on with your work, I need to check today’s revenue.”
“Alright.” Seeing no issues, Jaime did a quick round of inspection before leaving.
Mirabella moved to the computer and took a look. In less than half a day, they had already raked in three million eight hundred and ten thousand dollars.
Including a whopping million and three hundred thousand bucks contributed by Zachary.
The salespeople nearby were sneaking glances at her every now and then. She looked so young and beautiful. Hard to believe their boss was such a looker, and so talented to boot. Her charm was just a sight for sore eyes.
They were really lucky today to catch a glimpse of the boss.
The customers around were buzzing.
“Can’t believe that’s Queen Abby, she’s so damn pretty and unique. No wonder she can design such beautiful clothes.”
“I really wanna ask her for a photo, but I don’t wanna bother her.”
“She looks kinda aloof, but she’s polite when she talks to the manager. Now, that’s a dream boss. No hint of arrogance at all.”
“I’ve heard QY treats its employees well. After I graduate, I wanna work there too,”
“I heard that QY has a high entry threshold, even ordinary graduates find it difficult to get in. The previous designer, Molly, who won the first prize, graduated from a prestigious university.”
Mirabella noticed a persistent gaze from the corner of her eye. She looked up to see a short–haired girl staring at her.
The short–haired girl wanted to say something but hesitated, her face turning red.
“What’s up?” Mirabella asked gently.
The girl blushed even more, hesitated for a moment, then plucked up the courage to walk over. “Hi, Queen Abby, I really love designing. I’m a huge fan of yours. I, I didn’t come to ask for an autograph or a photo. Don’t worry.”
Mirabella’s gaze softened, “Go on.”
“Just now, Ms. Melton said you,” The girl hesitated again, then whispered, “She said you have a sugar daddy? You’re the founder of QY such a big brand, you don’t need men to support you. If you need a witness, I saw her defaming you in front of everyone.”
The girl hastily pulled out a receipt from her bag, the one from her shopping at QY just now. She wrote her number on it and handed it over.
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