Giving Myself a Chance Nn took the ID I handed him and nced at it before carefully looking at me. Before he could speak, there was suddenly somemotion in the | store. I instinctively turned my head and looked toward the entrance, where I saw As approaching.


    Under the splendid and bright lights, he was as noble as the shining gems in the store, causing everyone to pale inparison. His deep, dark eyes exuded a cold and proud air, as he swept a meaningful gaze over the entire store.


    Perhaps because it was Sunday, he wasn''t in formal attire, and was wearing a crisp white shirt that entuated his slender figure. The


    cold air exuded from him, his sudden appearance akin to that of a returning king. His dominating aura made everyone nervous, rendering them breathless. Especially Nn, who stood so rigid, his face turning white instantly.


    "Mr. As, what brings you here?" he hurriedly went up to As with great deference, waiting for his instructions.


    When his gaze fell on me, it seemed as if the ice in them had melted, revealing a warm and gentle glow.


    Then, he looked at Nn and asked in a soft voice, "What''s going on?"  Nn immediately turned to Megan and coldly reported, "It''s all due to our salesperson''sck of understanding, and she had a conflict with Ms. Chloe.


    I''ll handle it immediately."  "Conflict?" As''s face darkened again, exuding a chilly air that made it hard to get close to him. "What caused it?”  His dark eyes scrutinized me once more, somewhat uncertain, and then he looked at Nn.


    I remained silent, quietly observing their interaction. I was watching Nn''s expression and discreetly observing the attitude of Matilda.


    I wanted to see how they would exin how a signature here could lead to the acquisition of expensive jewelry.


    I truly had no idea that my name could bring such benefits.


    As expected, they shifted the me onto Megan.


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    Megan seemed to have lost her earlier assertiveness, perhaps realizing that I wasn''t the one who had signed. Or maybe she felt a bit overwhelmed in the presence of her idol.


    She gazed at As, who had now calmed down, clenching her fists nervously from time to time.


    Once As had listened to the store manager and the supervisor''s ounts, he turned his icy gaze toward Megan, who visibly tensed up. She gulped and bit her lower lip.


    Seeing her hesitate, I felt that this young girl might end up in trouble if 1 didn''t speak up. I addressed As calmly, "Mr. As, may I have the opportunity to say something?” As''s eyes softened, and he arched an eyebrow, looking as captivating as


    ever.


    ncing at Megan, who had lowered her head with a dejected air, I asked her, "Ms. Megan, why aren''t you speaking up?" She thought I was going to berate her and responded with a detached tone, "Well, the situation is what it is, so whatever." "You should fight for your chance instead of giving in; giving up is a form of weakness. I think you were right to insist earlier. That''s your winning argument." I encouraged her with a calm and reassuring tone.


    My words prompted her to lift her head abruptly, and she looked at me with ack of self-assurance. "Ms. Chloe, are you really not the one who signed just now?"


    "What do you think? Weren''t you very diligent in verifying it just now? And now you''re overturning your own reasons so quickly?" I asked, encouraging her further.


    As furrowed his brows slightly, his cold gaze fixed on Megan''s face, and he asked me, "So, what''s the real  story?"  "The actual facts may have another exnation, and I''d like Mr. As to grant me the opportunity to present Ms. Megan with a chance to exin her side. I''m leaning toward her ount of the incident," I stated with a calm tone and a resolute attitude.


    As looked at Megan and shifted his gaze to her bruised face. His voice softened a bit, and he signaled, "Go ahead.”