Carson Flores watched her with a smile, not at all intimidated.
After a moment, Samantha Tate opened and closed her mouth several times but ultimately didn't bite down. She defended herself with a hint of grievance, "I have a job too, okay? I'm not some freeloader living off others."
Curious, Carson asked, "What kind of job do you have?"
Samantha answered, "I own a beauty salon. I offer beauty and maintenance services to mid-to-high-end clients. Business is pretty good."
Carson chuckled, "Alright, I was narrow-minded! There is still something commendable about you... "
This remark was clearly not a compliment, but Samantha felt a surprising sense of validation upon hearing it.
"Hmph!"
In the face of Samantha's haughty demeanor, Carson just smiled and didn't respond.
This woman is quite interesting.
Usually, a rich young lady like her would have gotten angry with how he confronted her by now.
A cool breeze brushed their faces, and the sunlight was warm.
