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"SPOILED GIRL" SEASON 8, EPISODE 20"

SPOILED GIRL

Season 8

Episode 20

(You have to make me embarrassed)

Jacob took the wheel and as the car engine sung to the city roads, Beryl and Emily relished the roaring winds that twirled their hair and whistled in her ears. 

Meanwhile, Ancho had to ride with the bodyguards in the car behind them.   

 Although, she was deeply opposed to this, she had to bear it with a heavy heart and keep her feelings hidden under a fake smile.    

Before long they arrived at one of the most famous photography studios of Jingshi City, where some of the biggest talents and professional photographers of the industry were waiting for them.  

  With the suggestion of the photographers, they went to pick their outfits for the photoshoot, while, Ancho stood in one spot, biting her nails and fidgeting awkwardly, feeling completely out of place.  

"Hey you! Come here and help tidy their clothes." One of the photographers waved at her, but when she didn't respond, he became impatient. "Yeah, you! How is that someone as mindless as you, has managed to work as an assistant for the Gu family?"    

Aggrieved, Ancho bit her lip and arrogantly denied, "I'm not their assistant..."    

The photographer was running out of patience. "If you are not the assistant, then who are you again? What exactly are you doing here?"   

 "I..." Ancho opened her mouth to answer, but she quickly pursed her lips into a line when she realized that it would do her well to keep her mouth shut.   

 Did she have to tell him the truth that she was a maid? To be more specific, she was the nanny of Jacob Gu's daughter.    

She decided that it was better to admit that she was an assistant than say she was a maid, because at least it sounded better.  

Feeling humiliated, with a mutter or two Ancho retreated into a sulk and then decided to get on with the tidying.  

  Meanwhile, the family of three got ready to take their very first family photo. Beryl stood in between Jacob and Emily, while the joyous smile on her face made her small face appear rounder than usual, cute as a button.    

Both of Jacob and Emily held their daughter with one hand, and used the other hand to make a shape of heart in the air. The photograph represented the idea of a loving, picture-perfect family.   

 Taking several group photos together wasn't as easy as it sounded and during the time of intermission, Emily had to go change her outfit again accompanied by an assistant to help her. Ancho managed to slip past everyone without drawing too much attention and followed them secretly.  

"Ma'am, may I help you change your clothes?" Ancho walked forward with enthusiasm, reaching out her hands to help Emily.    

Emily, however, quickly moved away to avoid being touched by her and refused her politely, "No, thank you. Don't bother. You are a good friend of Beryl's, how could I let you do that?"    

The smile on Emily's face was so tender and warm that it was hard to believe she was the same woman who said all those poisonous things the other day.    

Emily's polite attitude annoyed Ancho as she couldn't help feeling condescended on, even though that was not Emily's intention. She pretended to feel guilty and said, "Mrs. Gu, I was wrong to doubt you. I was just looking out for Beryl and in doing so I misunderstood you and treating you with disrespect... Would you please forgive me for my mistakes?"  

  Surprised, Emily raised her hand to stop her from saying anything else and shook her head, "I never blamed you for that.

 Why are you asking me for my forgiveness? What games are you playing now?"  

Ancho implored, earnestly, "If you are not holding a grudge against me, please allow me help you. Don't say those words again as if I am a stranger."    

Emily quickly explained, "It is not that I don't want your help; it is just that you wouldn't know what to do." The expression on Emily's face remained unchanged, then she opened her arms wide and continued, "The design of this dress is quite complicated. I don't think you'll be able to untie it easily."    

Ancho nodded with confidence, "Oh, I can do that." 'It is just a dress, isn't it? How hard could it be to untie it? She's obviously just looking to find an excuse to turn me down politely.'    

Reaching out with both arms, Ancho started undoing the belt of the dress and Emily decided to let her help. She even co-operated, turning around from time to time, so as to make it easier for Ancho to do her job.  

However, much to her chagrin, this task turned out to be a lot more difficult than she ever imagined. After spending a lot of time trying to figure out how to untie the belt, she still failed. Drenched in sweat, when she raised her head and saw Emily's snobbish smile she felt even more anxious.    

"Hiss-"    

Frustrated, Ancho grew impatient and accidentally ripped the dress by pulling the wrong end of the belt.   

 "Ah!" The photographer came in running, "How did you rip the dress? Do you have any idea how expensive this dress is? It's a limited edition..."    

Ancho panicked, gripped with fear and she asked, "How much is this dress? I will pay for it."  

The photographer wrote the number on a piece of paper and passed it to her.   

 The girl's eyes widened at the sight of the number and she started to stammer.

 "What...why... How could it be so expensive? Are you kidding me?"    

The photographer rolled his eyes at her and sneered, "Why would I lie to you? This dress is a part of the latest collection from SIU. If you don't believe me, you can check it online."    

Assuming the photographer was just pulling her leg, Ancho took out her cellphone and checked the price online. When she saw a long line of zeros, her face turned ghostly pale. "The price is quite high,"  she swallowed.   

 The photographer waved his hand and called a staff member. The staff came running with a card-reader and a small machine that printed receipts. "Miss, do you want to pay for the dress by cash or by card?"  

"I...I..." Ancho stammered. She stopped to look over price and forgot what she was saying a few of times. She got stuck on the word "I" for a while, before she managed to regain her power of speech.    
Meanwhile, with a calm expression on her face, Emily said, "Please send all the clothes over to the Tyrone Mansion, as for this dress... You can throw it away..."    
Basically, by that Emily meant that Ancho wouldn't have to pay for anything.   

 The staff didn't even look at Ancho one more time. He waited for Emily to sign the receipt of acknowledgement and then respectfully nodded, "Sure, Mrs. Gu."    

"Thank you so much, Mrs. Gu." Ancho thanked Emily, gritting her teeth.    

"You are welcome." Emily lowered her head and took a look at the damaged dress, then in a calm manner she said, "I just paid for all the dresses I tried out today, so that means this damaged dress now belongs to me."  

Ancho, apprehensively anxious, looked at Emily, eyes widened and said, "What do you mean, ma'am?"   

 Looking at herself in the mirror, Emily waved at staff to bring in a new dress for her and said, "Well, the price of this dress is quite high and you know that money doesn't grow on trees. But since you're Beryl's friend, you won't have to pay full price. I will give you a discount of 10%. How does that sound?"    

"10% discount?" Ancho couldn't even count how many zeros there were on the price tag and she thought, 'I couldn't afford it even if it was at a 90% discount!   
 The dress she is wearing right now is incredibly expensive, not to mention the ones she had them send to the Tyrone Mansion. She is lucky to be able to enjoy a good life and not have to worry about money to pay for anything she wants !' 

   "Why do you have to humiliate me like that, ma'am?"  

Ancho's voice was firm but her eyes shifted to the side and became glazed with a glassy layer of tears. As she blinked, they dripped from her eyelids and slid down her cheeks. She bit her lip tightly in an attempt to hide any sound that wanted to escape from her mouth.

    "Oh, I'm sorry. Did I make you feel insulted?" Emily looked at her with utter confusion, as if she didn't understand what Ancho meant, "You're the one who insisted on helping change the dress, and you're the one who damaged it. It's not easy for my husband to make money, so we have to care about the money we are spending on this dress. Unless you would like to pay for it. Would you?"  

  Ancho stood there frozen as she watched Emily in awe. There was nothing short of disgust on her face, almost hatred, as her face reddened with anger. 'As if you really care about the money!    

You bought all the clothes without even thinking twice.' Ancho knew that Emily was just making this up. This is was just Emily's way of humiliating her in front of everyone.  

Ancho answered with an aggrieved tone, "I think it's obvious that I can't afford to pay for it..."   

 "You can pay for it in instalments."    

Emily looked at her with a condescending look and said, "Since you are working for the Gu family, you can pay for it with your salary. You won't have to worry about any deadlines. What do you say?"    

Ancho was on the verge of exploding, but she had to play it calm and accept Emily's offer because everyone was looking at them and she felt embarrassed to say that she didn't want to pay for it at all.   

 Within a few minutes, the staff brought over a new dress and Emily put the new over her to compare it. While she was watching herself in the mirror, a faint smile escaped her lips.  

Everyone around her were stunned by her captivating smile. They felt as though they had seen the blossom of bright-coloured mountain flowers, vibrant and full of life.    

Everyone, apart from Ancho, as she was the only one with a disdainful look on her face, angered by the fact that Emily had strong-armed her into paying for the damaged dress.   

 Emily suggested, "Miss Ancho, you'd better not touch anything that doesn't belong to you in the future, just in case you can't afford to pay for it. Don't you agree with me?"    

"Yes, ma'am. You are right." Ancho's eyes flew open as the row of heads turned to face her. But there was no rescue from this embarrassment. It was absolute. Torture. Utter humiliation. The memory would be seared into her brain forever, ready to pop up and torment her again.

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