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?”

brow furrowed as she swiftly stood and headed downstairs. As she descended, she saw a group of about twenty people, each holding garments, crowding

it and broke out in a rash! This quality is unacceptable! What kind of cheap fabric is this?” A middle–aged woman in her fifties was at the forefront,

onto the counter. “Give me

and broke out too! These

Studio’s exclusive line;

the charge, the rest of

counter, attempting to explain, “There must be some misunderstanding. All our fabrics are carefully selected by

call this?” The woman rolled up her sleeve to reveal her rash, her voice rising in anger.

woman’s arm, retorted angrily, “We’ve tested these clothes. ourselves, and they have

clear that these people

Kate held her memant

to haremst that left no room

I Want a

had unsettled her, and now tumult reigned within her store’s

machinations of rivals

erupted in fury. “Lies?” she bellowed, her large

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