Two Million for a Dress? You'll Regret That Bill

Helen arrived sooner than I expected. When she saw me lying on the floor, bruised and disheveled, she paled.

"Yasmine!" She cried out in shock and rushed to my side.

Carefully, she helped me up. "Oh, my goodness. Who did this to you?"

Her eyes turned red. Her voice was filled with rage and pain.

Leaning on her, I felt comforted. I shook my head, indicating that I was fine.

Without another word, I grabbed the debit card Helen handed to me and threw it at Wendy's feet. The metal card clattered against the floor.

"The password is 777777. There are five million dollars in it. After you take this, you'd better pray that the rest of your life will still be peaceful."

Saying that, I limped out with Helen's help without sparing Wendy another glance. Behind me, Wendy and the store clerks whispered amongst themselves excitedly.

After walking out of that disgusting boutique, I took a deep breath of the fresh air outside and felt revitalized. Upon entering Helen's spacious van, I called Lucas Larson, the chief assistant of my company.

"Withdraw all our funding from Wendy Boutique. I want this boutique to disappear from this city in three days."

On the other end of the line, Lucas didn't ask anything. He simply replied, "Alright, Ms. Miller. I'll handle it right away."

After ending the call, I said to Helen without hesitation, "Helen, send me to the nearest police station."

Ordering the driver to turn around, Helen looked at me worriedly. "Yasmine, with your wounds… Shouldn't you go to the hospital first?"

I shook my head. My eyes were cold and determined.

"I'll go to the hospital after I report them to the police. I want to file a case and get a forensic medical evaluation as soon as possible."

At the police station, I described everything to the police officer. The police officer started to look at me differently when I mentioned that five million dollars was involved.

After leaving the police station, we headed straight for the hospital. The doctor examined me thoroughly. With the transaction history, witnesses, and the forensic medical evaluation, I had all the proof I needed to accuse Wendy.

Lucas called me again, "Ms. Miller, I found it. Mr. Sanders is currently having a meeting with several department managers in the conference room on the highest floor of the company."

I went to the company with my driver and the bodyguards I just hired. The door to the conference room was left slightly ajar. I ordered my bodyguards to wait outside and walked up to the door quietly.

Wendy was sobbing inside. "Cole, I'm scared…

"That old hag was terrifying. Not only did she refuse to pay yesterday, but she also threatened me with her men. She even said she was going to put my boutique out of business…

"I'm just a normal girl who likes designing clothes. What did I do wrong? Why do I have to be bullied by some rich customer?"

She twisted the truth and made herself sound like a pitiful artist who had been abused by a powerful customer. Then, I heard Cole say angrily, "Don't be scared, Wendy.

"I'm here. I won't forgive her if she lays a finger on you!

"So what if she's rich? It means nothing!

"Don't worry. I'll order someone to hunt her down and make her kneel and apologize to you!"

He hugged her and gently comforted her in front of the company's department managers, promising her everything.

The conference room was dead silent. No one had the guts to speak up.

They had worked for me for years. I guessed that their current expressions must be a very interesting sight to behold.

The son that I had raised for over 20 years vowed to make his mother kneel before a deceitful woman. He even turned an important company meeting into a private rendezvous with his girlfriend to comfort her.

I couldn't bear to listen to him anymore. Raising a hand, I gestured to the bodyguards behind me. The bodyguards immediately caught on and kicked the thick door without hesitation.

The door opened with a loud bang. Everyone stood up in shock at the sudden turn of events. They looked at the door, stunned.

I swept my gaze across the room and looked at Wendy and Cole, who were in each other's arms.

"No need to hunt me down. I'm right here. I heard that you were going to teach your mother a lesson, Cole."