"The dress certainly brings out your figure, miss, which is nice. It is making your allure shine more than it could without it. However, if I may suggest, I don't think this glamorous dress fits someone like you. It makes your aura feel like it belongs to someone else."
The Designer had a silver tongue when he spoke. He was not insulting Anabella right to her face, but the meaning of his words could not be clearer to anyone listening.
His words made the employees around him and the manager red and stiff. They looked at the alpha pair, who were willing to spend a small fortune on their clothes, with worried glances before they shot the designer looks, asking him to keep his mouth quiet.
But once the dam had opened, there seemed to be no way to contain it anymore.
The designer walked toward Anabella before anyone could stop him, placing a hand on her shoulder to guide her toward the section with cheaper but still high-quality goods.
