Caroline fell silent, and the others understood; what Whitaker Scarlett said was true.
If they encountered such a situation, they wouldn’t just hit that crazy woman with something; they would leave no room for her to live!
Caroline endured the pointing and whispering of the crowd and struggled to break free from Kay’s grip.
She didn’t dare to retort and slipped away from the crowd, disappearing quickly.
Just trying to do business, but Parker Jace’s mother stirred up trouble; Whitaker Scarlett was not happy at all. Only making money could slightly soothe her frustration.
Then a female customer joked, asking the boss Xia to give a discount for helping her out earlier.
Whitaker Scarlett showed an incredulous expression:
“Life is so hard for me, and you still have the nerve to ask for a discount?”
It was indeed tough; if stable jobs existed, who would want to be self-employed? Although self-employed people could earn money, they were looked down upon. That crazy woman, despite being shameless, had one point that was quite realistic—when they helped Whitaker Scarlett, it was because she didn’t interfere with their interests. If their sons or brothers found a rural girl with nothing but looks, they would definitely jump up in opposition.
They couldn’t keep pressing Whitaker Scarlett for a discount; instead, Whitaker Scarlett slyly smiled:
“No discounts, but I can give you an extra pair of gloves.”
Huh?!
While she spoke of the difficulties of making a living, her face showed no signs of distress.
Whitaker Scarlett was generous and cheerful, which made her more admirable than if she pretended to be pitiful to gain sympathy. The customers who thought more highly of her rushed forward to grab the gloves:
“I want that blue pair!”
“I saw them first! Sister, you decide…”
Caroline’s commotion didn’t really affect Whitaker Scarlett’s business; she sold most of her clothes and was ready to pack up.
A customer asked if she would set up her stall tomorrow, and Whitaker Scarlett helplessly replied:
“Have you not bought enough? But it takes time for me to restock; the earliest will be in three or four days, still at this old spot. Please help me spread the word; I will definitely give discounts to returning customers!”
With Kay’s help, she set up and packed up quickly.
With various denominations of money in her pocket, Whitaker Scarlett bought a small waist bag in Sablewick, which she could tightly tie around her waist; all the money she made today was in there.
“You must be tired today; what do you want to eat? It’s on me, don’t be polite!”
Whitaker Scarlett smiled brightly, and Kay smiled back. Whitaker Scarlett’s personality was in stark contrast to her appearance; she looked delicate and charming, yet she was generous and straightforward. When she said she would treat him, she meant it, and he wouldn’t be polite with her.
Whitaker Scarlett seemed quite proud to spend money on those around her.
Kay adored her confident pride.
“Grandma doesn’t like you bringing others home. Let’s take Auntie out for a nice meal at the hotel. I won’t skimp on the expenses, so don’t feel bad.”
Grandma had a strange temper, and Kay didn’t want to annoy her.
Strict rules had their advantages; Kay couldn’t go to her place, and that crazy woman couldn’t casually disturb Whitaker Scarlett today.
Kay still felt uncomfortable thinking about that crazy woman. “I saw that woman today; she doesn’t seem to be convinced. Since you always set up your stall in one place, you’ll eventually run into her again.”
He wasn’t afraid of open confrontations; Whitaker Scarlett wasn’t the type to be weak and easily bullied.
But what about the hidden schemes?
The other party was a local in the market and seemed to have some small power. Dealing with a local tyrant was easier than dealing with a troublesome ghost; Kay wasn’t at ease—rationally, he knew Whitaker Scarlett was a very smart girl who could handle various unpleasant situations in life, but his feelings clouded his judgment.
Whitaker Scarlett squinted her eyes, thinking that Parker Jace’s mother spoke too harshly. She didn’t want to make things difficult for Parker Jace; he hadn’t done anything wrong except like her.
But who told him to have a self-righteous, foul-mouthed mother? He couldn’t avoid being implicated by her.
Whether Kay believed Parker Jace’s mother’s slander or not, Whitaker Scarlett didn’t care to ask.
If she had to explain such things, her relationship with him would be too meaningless.
“Don’t worry about matters with women; if I can’t handle it, I’ll ask for your help.”
Whitaker Scarlett spoke openly, and Kay felt that shouting at a middle-aged woman was too embarrassing. Of course, if his wife had a command, embarrassment would be another matter; face was not as important as substance!
Kay didn’t dwell on this matter because that crazy woman had gained nothing.
First, she was slapped by Whitaker Scarlett, then she was left speechless, practically fleeing in disgrace.
If Whitaker Scarlett had suffered a loss today, Kay would probably have gone mad.
