Recognizing the importance of not upsetting the two of them, the manager complied without hesitation.

She processed Felicity's card for a whopping sum of three hundred and eighty thousand dollars for the dress, subsequently transferring the amount to Claudia's account.

Once the transaction was confirmed, Claudia glanced at Felicity, expressing, "I appreciate the generous gift of this gorgeous dress, Miss Armstrong.”

Felicity was confused. What?

Was she tricked?

Such thoughts suddenly swirled in her mind.

The manager looked at Claudia and then realized who she really was.

“Are you Mrs. Dreskin?"

Claudia pocketed her phone and directed her attention to the shop manager.

"Don't I look Like Mrs. Dreskin?" she asked. The shop manager's face turned red with embarrassment as she realized her mistake. "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Dreskin," she stammered, her voice filled with regret. "I didn't mean to offend you. I just made a mistake. I didn't recognize you until now!”

The woman standing in front of her was undoubtedly Mrs. Dreskin. The manager replayed the conversation with Claudia in her mind, trying to ensure that she hadn't said anything that could have been offensive. After going over it multiple times, she finally felt relieved when she couldn't find anything wrong with what she had said to her.

The manager knew that if Claudia had taken offense to anything she said, it could have put her position as shop manager at risk.

The staff recognized the significance of delivering exceptional service and catering to all of Bennett's requirements, considering he was the boutique's most valuable customer.

Bennett was a regular customer at the boutique. He frequently ordered at least three dresses every month, with a value of no Less than one million dollars.

As a VIP customer, Bennett received exclusive access to the limited-edition clothing line, with the first pick of the latest styles sent directly to him from the headquarters every season.

Over the last three months, Bennett had placed orders for three dresses, each with a value exceeding one million dollars.

Customers like Bennett, who were regarded as “special” clients, were no longer subject to the standard membership system.

Reflecting on this, the shop manager couldn't help but feel anxious.

Claudia didn't pay much attention to what had occurred earlier. She wasn't the type of person who derived pleasure from using her authority to oppress others without justification.

The shop manager was just a worker. If Felicity and the others were indeed more advanced customers in her shop, then what the shop manager did was understandable.

After all, despite being the manager, she was just another employee.

The shop manager wasn't rude or treated her unkindly just moments ago. It was Felicity who had been causing the disturbance.

Now that Felicity had run away and Claudia had gotten three hundred and eighty thousand dollars from her, Claudia continued to experience embarrassment as the manager scrutinized her with a careful and respectful gaze.

“It's alright," she reassured her. "I'm not a public figure, so, understandably, you don't recognize me."