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?”

downstairs. As she descended, she saw a group of about twenty people, each holding garments, crowding around HN Studio’s

it and broke out in a rash! This quality is unacceptable! What kind of cheap fabric is this?” A middle–aged

onto the counter. “Give me

this and broke out too! These clothes

much for HN Studio’s exclusive line; it’s causing all

rest of the crowd

explain, “There must be some misunderstanding. All our fabrics are carefully selected by Ms. Lowe and are of the highest quality. They couldn’t possibly

rising in anger.

rash on the woman’s arm, retorted angrily, “We’ve tested these clothes. ourselves, and they have no issues. You’re slandering

that these people were there to

Kate held her memant

avsetine standarde a tæeranjant to haremst that left no room

I Want

and now tumult reigned within her store’s

machinations of rivals

the assistant’s accusation of falsehood, the middle–aged woman erupted in fury. “Lies?” she bellowed, her large hand meeting the

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