CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

CEO’s Surrender With You I Can Never Win Chapter 189

Chapter 189

Harry was shocked.

Mr. Turner must be crazy.

Finley went to the fitting room to get changed.

Evan took the green dress that Finley liked to pay the bill.

“Credit card, please.” Evan handed a bank card to the cashier.

The cashier bowed to Evan respectfully and said, “Mr. Turner, I’m sorry. Someone bought this shop, so we can’t sell the dresses here.”

“Who? When?” Evan felt bad with the bank card in his hand.

Da*n it. Who dared to mess with me?

“A few minutes ago.”

“Who bought it? Tell me the name.” Evan wanted to know who had the guts to go against him. “Another Mr. Turner,” The cashier said to Evan with a respectful smile.

Evan seemed struck by lightning.

Finley came over, heard the conversation, and asked, “What’s going on? Why did Bryan buy this shop?”

Could he so be petty? I bought the clothes here, so he bought the shop to provoke me?

“Mr. Turner said that he would gift all the clothes in this store to his wife. Therefore, we’re terribly sorry that we didn’t inform you in advance. We just received the notice,” The cashier apologized again.

Finley narrowed her eyes and felt happy in her heart.

Did this man try to make peace with me?

It was so embarrassing to receive so many clothes from him.

Bryan turned out to be a spendthrift. He must have spent a lot of money.

“He has some stinky money and loved to show off. We don’t want this dress now.” Evan threw the dress on the table, grabbed Finley’s hand, and turned to leave.

Finley shook off the male hand with a smile. “I suddenly remembered that I had something important to do. I have to leave now. You must be tired of this shopping.”

“Hey, I still want to do shopping. Don’t forget that this is your job.”

“I’ll return the bank card to you.” Finley couldn’t wait to see Bryan.

Finley was a soft touch.

Bryan actually tried to make peace with the clothes of the whole shop.

How rare!

“Don’t. Keep it. Get lost.” Evan stood there angrily.

Finley put the things Evan had bought on the ground and said, “Tell the driver to come to take the card. See you later.”

Finley ran away without hesitation.

Evan watched Finley disappear, stomped, and then kicked the shopping bags by his feet everywhere.

This was the third floor of the shopping mall.

This was the flagship store of the Turner Group.

Someone was causing trouble there.

A woman in her 40s threw a bottle of perfume on the desk and shouted, “Can the Turner Group sell the fake perfume? I smell bad after using your perfume. The others are anxious to keep a distance from me or cover their noses whenever I appear. You don’t live up to the reputation of the top perfume producer at all!” Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

The manager in a uniform walked over with a gentle smile. He took the perfume, checked it, and found nothing wrong. “Lady, if you don’t like this perfume, please allow me to introduce another one for you.”

“What’s the point? I suffered contempt over the past few days because I used your perfume. Apologize to me and make compensation now; otherwise, I will call the reporters over and expose your dirty trick online.”

Bryan and Harry arrived on the third floor and saw this scene

With coldness and anger in his eyes, Bryan sped up to the shop.

Right then, a delicate figure rushed into the store faster than Bryan.

She went straight to a saleswoman and asked in high spirits, “Do you still have the new perfume, Windy Love?”