The manager was, for a moment, in a bit of a quandary, unsure of what to do with himself. Glancing at Joshua Sulliven, he ventured to speak again, "We have the latest styles and highest-end designs in the world, many of which would suit you perfectly. Why don't you take a look?"
Keira Leaf ignored the manager standing to the side, handling things with great care. She picked up her bag, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Hearing her footsteps, the veins on Joshua Sulliven's forehead stood out once more, and his already seething anger flared again. His eyes were bloodshot with an indescribable rage, like a wounded beast.
"Where are you going!" Joshua Sulliven stepped forward and grabbed Keira Leaf's wrist again.
Keira Leaf looked at his big hand gripping hers and said coldly, "Let go."
"Where are you going?" Joshua Sulliven's tone rose a few notches.
Keira Leaf stared at him with cold eyes, "What does it matter to Mr. Sulliven where I go?"
Mr. Sulliven?
Again Mr. Sulliven!
