Before she could move further with her decision, the store manager appeared, his demeanor calm but authoritative. He approached the group, nodding politely at both women.
"Ladies, I understand there's some confusion here," he said. His eyes flicked to Adanna, who stood there, watching the scene with narrowed eyes. Recognizing her immediately, the manager straightened. "Miss Olaedo selected the shoes first. As per store policy, they are hers."
"What?" Lydia's voice rose, shrill and indignant. "Do you know who I am? I could buy this entire store if I wanted to!"
"And yet, you can't buy these shoes," Olaedo said quietly, her tone cutting.
The crowd gasped.
Lydia's face turned red, but before she could retort, a deep voice cut through the tension.
"Lydia, what's going on?"
All heads turned as a tall, broad shouldered man entered the store. Dressed in an expensive tailored suit, he exuded wealth and power. His handsome face broke into a charming smile as he approached Lydia.
