My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 1298

Chapter: 1298

Indignation flared within him. “Why the elitism?”

Taken aback, Lily shot back, “How can you accuse me of that?”

“Your actions warrant it. I simply requested a car introduction,” Bart retorted, frustration apparent.

With a scoff, Lily gave them a top-to-bottom assessment.

“Your outfits must be of the cheaper kind, right? Barely worth two hundred dollars altogether? You’re

here for entertainment, aren’t you?

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I’ve been patient enough to humor you.

Time equates to money in my profession. Wasting time is a wasting my life. You’ve consumed plenty of

my time, young man. Do you realize you’re indirectly eroding my life?”

Given their youth and modest attire, Lily was confident they couldn’t afford a car, prompting her to

provoke them further.

People like Lily, who worked at the bottom rungs of society and constantly dealt with customers’

moods, harbored substantial resentment.

She Leveraged this opportunity to unleash her bottled-up fury on a seemingly weaker opponent.

It seemed to be the only way to experience a perverse sense of pleasure.

Both customers and salespeople present in the showroom, preoccupied with their respective activities,

now turned their attention towards the escalating situation.

Their gazes bounced back and forth between Maggie and Bart, intrigued by the unfolding drama.

Turning a shade of red, Bart declared defiantly, “We didn’t come here for fun. We’re here to purchase a

car.”

Pulling him aside, Maggie advised, “Bart, don’t engage with her. For myopic individuals like her, living

itself is a waste of life! This isn’t the only car dealership in town. Let’s leave.”

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Lily hadn’t expected that Maggie, who seemed gentle, would be so sharp.

“Don’t boast. If you can afford it, just buy it! No need to pretend to be rich. Look at you; you seem quite

poor. What kind of car do you think you can afford? Today is my unlucky day.”

Bart, on the other hand, was known for his impulsive nature.

Upon hearing Lily’s words, he rushed towards her, his voice roaring with anger. “What did you say? I

dare you say that again!”

His fists clenched tightly, and the veins on his forehead bulged, making him look ready to throw a

punch.

Unbeknownst to Bart, Lily was not just any salesperson; she was actually a relative of the manager.

Feeling somewhat entitled, she pushed Bart back defiantly. “What? You think you can just hit me? How

dare you!”