The next day, Louisa was ready to go give that shady dealer a piece of her mind.
The luxury consignment shop was practically suffocating with heavy perfume.
The owner, wearing white gloves, was busy hyping up a pristine Hermes bag in the display case to some rich lady decked out in mink.
Louisa pushed the door open and strolled right in.
She marched straight to the counter and slammed her clutch down onto the glass top.
The rich lady jumped a little, throwing a frown her way.
The owner recognized her instantly, and the fake smile plastered on his face totally froze.
"Oh, hey there! What brings you back so soon?"
Louisa ignored him completely and turned her attention to the rich lady.
"Shopping for a purse?" Louisa raised her voice. "You better watch your back. This rip-off joint b
