Dumas shook his head and placed Julian and Mason's clothes at the top of the production line. Gentlemen differed from "thugs" like Julian. A gentleman wouldn't excessively blame others' foolishness for mistakes, but a thug would never admit his own errors, so Dumas knew what to do. Fortunately, the strict system allowed sufficient leeway between orders, so having someone cut the line wouldn't delay the following deliveries—a small blessing amidst the challenge.
"Why didn't you come to warn me?" At this moment, Mr. Dumas looked up at the girl. "You should've informed me immediately, instead of waiting until trouble was at my doorstep, young lady!"
