Chapter 238 I Want a Refund

After finally persuading her assistant to leave, Kate signed deeply as she gazed at the meal in front of her, her eyes drifting to her sore wrist.

Being a designer, she was used to holding a brush for long periods, so her wrists were usually more resilient than most. Yet, even her endurance couldn’t withstand Eric’s stamina. If this continued….

Kate’s thoughts spiraled into various directions, each more inappropriate than the last, causing her cheeks to flush deeply.

She shook her head vigorously, dispelling the unruly thoughts, and focused on her meal.

Her peace was short–lived as a sudden commotion erupted downstairs.

“We’re returning these! We want refunds!”

“These products are unbelievable! I waited a month and this is the quality I get?”

“How can you even sell such shoddy work?”

“Do you take us for fools?”

furrowed as she swiftly stood and headed downstairs. As she descended, she saw a group of about twenty people, each holding garments, crowding around HN Studio’s counter. Security guards quickly intervened, creating a barrier between the disgruntled

broke out in a rash! This quality is unacceptable! What kind

onto the counter. “Give me my

and broke out too! These clothes are

Studio’s exclusive line; it’s causing all

the charge, the rest of

misunderstanding. All our fabrics are carefully selected by Ms. Lowe and are

call this?” The woman rolled up her sleeve to reveal her rash, her voice rising in anger. “Are you trying to avoid responsibility? Let me tell you, you won’t get away with this! I want

seeing the rash on the woman’s arm, retorted angrily, “We’ve

these people were

Kate held her memant

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had unsettled her, and

of rivals

the middle–aged woman erupted in fury. “Lies?” she bellowed, her

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