Chapter 43: Judging a Book by Its Cover

Holden Duffus frowned and glanced at the name on the woman's badge. His voice turned cold. "What's that supposed to mean?" Still wearing a practiced, professional smile, the store manager, Judith Yare, looked polite on the surface. The words that came out of her mouth, however, were razor-sharp. "Sir, this is Snail. The clothes in here aren't something you and this lady can afford." She tilted her chin, the smile never reaching her eyes. "I'm just giving you a friendly reminder. Looking is fine....