Wendy pursed her lips unhappily. “It’s just a stall at the flea market. Do you really think you have a business here? How dare you ask me to line up? Is this how you’re treating your customers? You’re targeting me!”
However, as soon as she finished her sentence, the students behind her started complaining.
“Are you really nuts?”
“Absolutely! Everyone is lining up here! What makes you think you’re different from us?”
“What a joke! Do you think Arielle has the time to go against you? She has so many customers to serve. Stop thinking too highly of yourself!”
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