“It’s really Sir Mosey’s badge! Looks like her status isn’t simple!” someone exclaimed.
“I heard Sir Mosey took in a god- daughter recently. Could it be her?” another speculated. After the gold badge was revealed, the crowd was buzzing with discussion.
Ordinary members of the Mosey family didn’t have the privilege of receiving such a badge. It was reserved for those highly favored by Seamus. This elevated the woman’s status even higher.
“Ms. Mosey, I apologize! I was wrong!” the man in the suit realized his mistake and immediately knelt, panic-stricken. “I was blind and spoke out of turn. Please forgive my rudeness, Ms. Mosey!
“Humph! Now you’re scared? Why didn’t you act this way earlier?” Julie raised her head high, reveling in the deferential gazes.
What was a scion of a prestigious family compared to her? They still had to bow down before her. This was real power!
“Ms. Mosey, I know I was wrong! I won’t dare behave so arrogant anymore. I have a family to support. Please, have mercy!” the man in the suit pleaded anxiously.
“Slap yourself ten times, and I won’t hold this against you,” Julie declared disdainfully.
“Y-Yes!” The man immediately started vigorously slapping his face without stopping.
“Enough, you can go now.” Julie waved her hand.
“Thank you for your mercy, Ms. Mosey! “The man bowed a few times before leaving, relieved.
“Now, who still dares to make me wait in line?” Julie, arms crossed, glared at the crowd. Everyone who met her gaze immediately lowered their heads, unwilling to speak up.
The Mosey family were a force to be reckoned with; who would dare to offend them? Even members of the prestigious Carmen family knelt and begged for mercy. What about them?
“Very well. Since no one is speaking up, I’ll go ahead.” Julie smirked, satisfied with the outcome. As she was about to cut in line, someone piped up, “Hold on.”
“What? Who’s talking?!” Julie’s expression darkened as she scanned the surroundings.
“It’s me.” Dustin emerged from the crowd, walking calmly. “Julie, doing business requires manners. Your high-handed approach doesn’t seem appropriate.”
“Dustin? Why are you here?” Julie was surprised, not expecting to see him.
“Why can’t I be here?” Dustin’s expression remained indifferent.
“Hmph! You just don’t know when to quit!” Julie’s face immediately turned cold.
“Rhys! Are you following my cousin to Oakvale? Let me make it clear: my cousin is now a distinguished figure who is leagues above you. You better give up on any ideas!”
“Don’t flatter yourself. I didn’t come to Oakvale for Dahlia,” Dustin replied.
“Humph! That’s better! If you dare harbor inappropriate thoughts, I won’t hold back!” Julie threatened.
“Enough, I’m not here to catch up with you. If you want to buy the ointment, you’ll have to wait in line like everyone else, Dustin dismissed.
“Wait in line? What a joke! Who do you think you are? You dare teach me how I should behave? Do you know my current status?” Julie sneered.
“I know exactly who you are,” Dustin exposed without mercy, “A phony pretending to be some wealthy heiress. Don’t overestimate yourself.”
