Talia stood up and slapped the girl, her voice shrill.
"Do you know who I am? Is this how you treat your customers?"
The commotion quickly drew the attention of passersby.
Seeing the crowd, Talia became more arrogant. "I'm the daughter of the Pearson family and Danielle's elder sister. If you hurt me, you've insulted the entire Pearson family!
"Go get your manager. I need an explanation for today's incident."
The mall manager, having heard the commotion, was running toward her.
Talia puffed out her chest, reveling in her superiority. "So, you're the manager. No need to apologize, just give me an explanation..."
But the manager ignored her and went straight to Danielle, bowing deeply.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Pearson. It's my fault for not managing the mall properly and affecting your mood.
"Security, take this person and the sales assistant away."
Talia's face flushed with embarrassment, turning a deep shade of red. She made a move to grab the manager.
But Danielle's face remained stern, her eyes cold and her tone extremely impatient.
"Enough. You should go home now."
Breathing heavily, Talia felt humiliated.