As his head bowed and the elevator doors closed, he returned to his original position.
“That’s it?”
His colleague whispered.
“Seems like it.”
“Will she leave crying again?”
“Really, they should ease up. What kind of treatment is that?”
“I know.”
The two employees looked worriedly in the direction of the elevator.
“The shoes for Ms. Song Jeongmi will take a little longer.”
A middle-aged woman in a crisp white suit, apparently the store manager, informed Yeoreum.
Two younger women in black suits stood beside her, their eyes cast down discreetly like the manager’s.
Yeoreum feigned ignorance and asked,
“How much longer?”
“It shouldn’t be long since you’re nearby.”
“Then I’ll wait a bit.”
As Yeoreum tried to leave the store, the manager spoke up.
“If you leave the store, you may not be able to receive the shoes.”
“Why is that?”
“Our Briewong policy is to personally hand over repaired products directly to the customer. If you leave the store, the head office staff might come and go without delivering them. Then, you’ll have to wait several more days.”
“Why can’t your staff receive them and then send me a text when they arrive?”
“I’m sorry, but staff receipt is not possible. That’s our policy.”
“What a strange policy. The customer has to wait in the store for repaired shoes. And it’s not possible for the staff to receive them either.”
The manager replied,
“Briewong is a very high-end luxury brand, that’s why.”
Her look and tone almost seemed to say, ‘What would you know about it?’
Resigned, Yeoreum approached a sofa in the center of the spacious store.
“You cannot sit there.”
The manager again.
“The sofa is only for customers. You came here on an errand for Ms. Song Jeongmi, didn’t you?”
“So, people running errands can’t sit on the sofa?”
“Yes.”
“That’s another Briewong policy?”
“Yes.”
She answered without a change in expression.
Yeoreum asked,
“Then where should I stay until the shoes arrive?”
“Over there.”
The manager pointed to a corner of the store, where there was a display shelf illuminated by elegant lighting.
There was a single-seat sofa in the corner.
Yeoreum approached the designated spot without protest.
“In the store, anyone other than a customer cannot sit on the sofa. Do you understand?”
Turning around, Yeoreum saw the manager smiling as she spoke.
“That’s Briewong’s policy.”
Yeoreum responded,
“Understood.”
Despite the availability of the sofa, Yeoreum chose to stand beside it.
The manager, seemingly satisfied, went to the counter and pretended to be busy, while the two young women covered their mouths, barely containing their laughter.
Yeoreum crossed her arms and observed the three women in the store.
They exchanged glances, stealing looks at Yeoreum and giggling among themselves, and even the uniformed women outside the store did the same.
They were probably employees from a nearby store.
It appeared the three women had conspired to treat someone as a ‘screen,’ a mere backdrop.
‘How childish.’
Yeoreum chuckled to herself.
‘Alright, go ahead. I’ll watch and see how far you go.’
Yeoreum stood her ground calmly.
Just then, two well-dressed middle-aged women entered the store.
The manager immediately greeted them with a fawning smile.
“But what about that girl?”
One of the women, who had started to try on shoes, nodded towards Yeoreum.
“She’s the new maid from Bluehouse.”
Song Jeongmi’s manager introduced Yeoreum without hesitation as a maid who came to pick up shoes.
The two women quickly caught on and remarked,
“Just look at how she’s dressed.”
“Yeah. These days, even those working in this industry are a mess. Those who take our money don’t even know the basics. How can they walk around looking so disgraceful?”
“They’re uneducated. That’s typical for those types. People like them need to be taught everything.”
“Yeah, but it’s not even that nowadays.”
“What is it?”
“These maids think they’re something special, acting like they’re the owners. They’re nobodies.”
The women snickered mockingly.
The manager and the staff joined in the derision.
“An accurate observation.”
Pleased, the women bought two pairs of shoes and left the store.
Similar reactions ensued with each customer entering the store.
People asked who the girl standing alone was, and the manager introduced her as the new maid from Bluehouse.
Each time, they looked at Yeoreum with contempt, gossiped in front of her, and then left after purchasing shoes.
‘This is quite a spectacle.’
The disdainful looks and derogatory remarks from strangers were enough to discourage anyone.
But Yeoreum noted their faces, actions, tones, and even their eyes in her mind.
She had inadvertently entered their ‘circle.’
She might encounter them again in some other setting.
Observing people continuously with a watcher’s eye, Yeoreum glanced at her wristwatch.
Two hours had swiftly passed.
“Aren’t the shoes here yet?”
Yeoreum asked the manager at the counter again.
“They said they’re here, aren’t they?”
“Why don’t you make a call?”
“I already sent a text. And don’t rush us. They’ll come when they come.”
The women huddled at the counter, chatting and responding dismissively to Yeoreum.
Just then, someone entered.
“Oh my, welcome! Miss!”
The manager and staff’s raised voices and hurried actions resembled those of people rushing to greet someone important.
A woman in her mid-twenties entered the store.
‘…Wow.’
Her slender figure and long hair down to her waist, along with her pure face, naturally evoked a protective instinct.
A woman in her thirties and a man in his twenties accompanied her.
She appeared to be accompanied by her secretary and chauffeur.
“Miss, it’s been a while since you’ve visited our store, hasn’t it?”
“Indeed.”
“You really should stop by more often when you’re at the department store.”
The manager fawned over the woman with a cooing voice.
The woman also noticed Yeoreum standing in a corner of the store.
“She’s the new maid from Bluehouse.”
“Ah.”
The manager’s response elicited a knowing reaction from her.
But she said nothing more, instead enjoying her shopping while browsing through the shoes.
“That pair looks nice.”
At her gesture, the staff quickly brought out the shoes.
The manager naturally knelt in front of her, seated on the sofa, to assist her with the shoes. She removed the woman’s current shoes and helped her try on the new ones.
During this process, one of her earrings fell to the floor. The pearl bounced away, rolling to a stop near Yeoreum’s feet.
The manager turned to Yeoreum.
“What are you waiting for? Pick it up and bring it to the lady.”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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