"Welcome." Samuel and Darren walked into the store. There was already someone waiting for them. Darren had informed the owner earlier.
The store owner arranged for the prettiest saleswoman for the job as he knew the young master of the Wintringham family liked the such treatment.
The redhead saleswoman had heard about his excessive spending and was ready to make him cough up a pretty penny today. She was also relieved when she was them entering the shop.
The moment she saw Samuel, her eyes brightened; these people were trained and could see through a person's background by their appearance. No logos, designer shoes, and unrestrained movements; everything about Samuel screamed money!
" Isn't that watch from the Jaeger-LeCoultre diamond collection? not rich, Uber wealthy!" She thought. That watch alone was worth a few of their high-end cars.
