Nia Mitchell was taken aback. She turned to look at EdbertNia Mitchell, finding it hard to believe.
"Is this White Swan really that good?"
Why do I find this so hard to believe?
"Of course."
With that, EdbertNia Mitchell glanced at the Salesperson nearby. The Salesperson quickly understood and came over.
"Sir, how can I assist you?"
The Salesperson smiled warmly at them.
"Please wrap this up."
The Salesperson looked at the White Swan, momentarily stunned, but then a broad smile spread across their face.
Nia Mitchell furrowed her delicate brows. Why do I feel like I've gotten the short end of the stick seeing that Salesperson's smile?
"EdbertNia Mitchell, did we really get taken advantage of? This White Swan doesn't seem as good as we imagined."
Nia Mitchell frowned, displeased.
Seeing her pouty expression, EdbertNia Mitchell smiled.
"Look at you. People who don't know you would think you're poor. Besides, you're not the one paying."
EdbertNia Mitchell raised an eyebrow.
