Chapter 234

The moment Sarah Knight spoke, the two salesgirls instantly got heated. Sure, they’d gossiped behind her back, but it wasn’t like she had proof. No proof, no case—wasn't that how it worked? "And who are you to tell us to clean toilets?" one of them snapped, clearly fed up. Sarah's eyes narrowed slightly, her voice calm but sharp. "As the wife of Alexander Barron, the man who owns this mall, you really think I can’t handle a couple of disrespectful staff?" Just then, Alexander, who had just finished a call, walked back in and caught her words right at the door. The moment he heard that someone had been talking trash about Sarah, his face darkened like a thundercloud. But when she proudly claimed her position as his wife, his eyes lit up a bit, and the tension in his expression eased ever so slightly. "Mr. Barron, should I step in?" George Lane asked quietly, head down, sensing his boss’s mood and seeking instructions. Alexander didn’t answer him directly. Instead, he turned his icy gaze