His gaze locked onto the branded Lowry bag on the floor.
It was significant because they don't just give this black and gold embossed one to just any customer. It is for customers who purchase in millions.
And today, they've only given it to one person.
He was the one who personally packed…
He instantly swallowed nervously as his gaze went to the stairs.
A sheen of sweat dotted his forehead as he looked back at the girl thumping her hand on her lap, gathering more attention.
The same girl he told to wait by the client's car.
He rushed forward, grabbing the bag like a precious treasure. “You i***t! How can you place this on the floor?!” He snapped at the girl in a low tone, hoping the customer would not hear.
“Sir! He made me. He ran into me and knocked the bag to the floor. Now, he
