Emma, my stylish and passionate wife, decided to pursue her dream in fashion and applied at a popular lingerie store.
But instead of encouragement, she was cruelly told by a sales assistant that she “wasn’t pretty enough”
for the job. Heartbroken, Emma came home in tears — and I knew I had to do more than just comfort her.
With help from my friend Mike, a fashion industry insider, we devised a plan. I returned to the store as a customer,
and the same assistant eagerly helped me. Then Mike arrived, posing as a talent scout looking for fresh faces.
The assistant jumped at the chance, but Mike politely turned her down — and instead asked if I had someone in mind. I proudly named Emma.
Though Emma didn’t pursue modeling, the experience restored her confidence. A week later, we passed that store again
— and this time, Emma walked tall. The real victory wasn’t revenge; it was reminding her of her true worth.
