She Becomes A Hot Sensation After A Scandalous Affair
Chapter 21: Rich Girl Shops on Rodeo Drive!

Chapter 21: Chapter 21: Rich Girl Shops on Rodeo Drive!

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The clerks were too stunned to speak. They clearly saw a different person walking into the changing room before. She might look similar to the Madeline Rose they knew on TV, but the aura was clearly different.

The clerks shook their heads absentmindedly, as they actually forgot to take a picture.

"Good, thanks for not taking pictures, girls. Can’t let them know about the real me, right?" Madeline giggled before she strutted out of the boutique.

Madeline returned to her car and told Ada, "Go to the Dior store. I want to shop for new bags and shoes."

"Yes, Miss," Ada drove to the Dior store and parked near it.

This area was always packed with people, so it was a perfect place for Madeline to start making headlines.

The people quickly focused their attention on the expensive Rolls Royce Ghost parked at the side of the street. It wasn’t new to see an expensive car around Beverly Hills, but Rolls Royce had appreciated tremendously in value the past few years, to the point that only the ultra-rich could afford them.

Madeline took a deep breath as she saw everyone’s eyes outside. "Okay, Ada, are you ready for today?"

"What are we going to do, Miss?"

"Well, I just want to show the paparazzi how rich Madeline Rose is."

"That’s understandable, Miss. You’re Mr. Grant’s future wife. Of course, you must show everyone your capabilities," Ada agreed. "But what should I do other than protect you?"

"Be my walking shopping bag hanger, of course," Madeline said.

"Huh?"

Madeline didn’t give further details to her bodyguard. She opened the door and strutted to the store.

Ada followed from behind, acting as her bodyguard as people crowded her.

Madeline could see all of the phone cameras aimed at her. They definitely wanted to show this to their social media so they could bash Madeline Rose together.

As she was reaching the store, she could hear people booing at her.

"You suck!"

"Madeline, you whore!"

"Homewrecker!’

’Go rot in hell, you bitch! You ruined my Jon!"

"Go die in a ditch!"

A normal person would be angry listening to people calling her names and insulting her.

But not for Madeline.

First, she was currently in her persona as the shameless slut.

Second, she had a fucking black card that she could use freely! What kind of woman would be sad to know she could empty a store with that card?

Thus, Madeline turned around and blew a kiss to one of the people who were mocking and recording her and said, "Make sure to zoom in on my waist. I’m sure you can’t fit in these jeans like I do."

Everyone was stunned by how bold she was. Not only was she not affected by their insults, but she doubled down and insulted them.

"Dammnnn!"

"Oh shit, that burns!"

"Okay, that slaps!"

Madeline could hear at least three girls praising her for her comeback. She felt a bit embarrassed and guilty because she wasn’t the type who would insult someone back.

But she was also not a doormat that everybody could trample on.

If they insulted her, then she had the permission to insult back!

Madeline entered the Dior store, and again, everyone’s eyes were on her now.

She tapped her sneakers, and a store clerk quickly approached her, "What can I do for you, Miss Madeline Rose."

Madeline glanced at the store clerk. She crossed her arms and looked around the store before saying, "Pink and white Mini Lady Dior, one black saddle bag, Nude colored J’adior Slingback Pump size nine. Oh, and also—"

The store clerk was overwhelmed by all the orders that Madeline wanted. She made a mental note of the request, afraid she might forget.

After Madeline told the clerks everything she wanted, the clerk asked in doubt, "Miss, are you sure you want me to take out everything that you requested?"

"Yes, do I need to repeat it to you?"

"N—No, Miss. I remember everything. Please come with me and have a seat!" The clerk said with over-enthusiasm. After all, this was the Madeline Rose, the current hot sensation, though for a bad reason.

But business was still business. Even if the whole world hated her for being a shameless homewrecker, as long as she brought money in, they would still treat her well.

Thus, Madeline sat in the special seat for exclusive guests. She was given a complimentary drink while the clerk laid all the requested items on the table.

Madeline realized that other shoppers’ attention was on her, but she acted naturally, ignoring them all as she tried on the heels.

"Hmm~ I’ll take this," Madeline said as she tried the heels in front of a tall mirror.

"H—How about the other items, Miss?" The clerk asked.

Madeline looked at the woman funnily and said, "Of course, I will take everything."

Madeline whipped out the black card and gave it to the store clerk. "Make it quick. I still have many stores I want to visit today."

"Okay! Please wait for a moment, Miss!"

The store clerk was overjoyed thinking about the commission she would get from all the purchase. She never thought she’d ever see this controversial woman in a better light, but she’s Madeline Rose’s fan now!

The store clerk called her colleague, and they all got busy packing Madeline’s orders.

The other shoppers were quite amazed by how easy it was for Madeline Rose to buy all of those expensive items.

It seemed the rumor that she was so broke after her career was destroyed was just a lie.

After all, she had a black card and bodyguard and was also driving an ultra-luxury car!

Madeline glanced at the other shoppers recording her and grinned in satisfaction, ’This will be a perfect image to feed the media about Madeline Rose, whom they want to hate so much. A rich girl who ruined someone’s marriage not for money but for fun.’

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