[Jasmine's POV]
I turned around to see Isabella striding toward me, and my shoulders relaxed slightly. These horrible salespeople wouldn't dare be rude to Gareth Laken's daughter. I knew that Isabella wasn't too fond of her high status, but this was an instance when it would come in handy.
Gavin's eyes widened with fear when he saw Isabella, but Margaret crossed her arms and looked at Isabella's dress with disgust.
"Sorry, Jasmine," Isabella murmured when she stood beside me. "I was in the dressing room and only just heard what this awful woman was saying to you." Then, she turned to Margaret with her hands on her hips. "Now, I think that we have a few things to discuss. Like your job, for instance. And how I don't think you deserve to have one if you treat your customers with such blatant disrespect."
