Eliana Brown
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My jaw dropped at how casually he said fifteen thousand dollars and before I could say anything, he shook his head. “Sorry, I meant twenty-five thousand.”
My eyes widened and if I wasn’t already on a hospital bed, I was certain I would have fallen over. “Twenty-five thousand is cheap?” I exclaimed. “It was just the white shirt I spilled on, wasn’t it? I didn’t ruin the jacket or the pants?”
“The full piece costs a hundred thousand.”
Fuck me. What kind of man did I encounter? Why did he have to be so rich to wear a suit worth a hundred thousand? Hell, why were there even suits that cost that much? Who made them? Whatever happened to four-hundred-dollar suits?
If I had known I was going to encounter such an issue today, I never would have quit my job. I would have suck
