Chapter 93

Slowly, Nancy lifted the torn hem of her gown, revealing a clear black footprint smudged with dirt. "You want me to pay for the damage? Shouldn't there be security cameras in here so we can confirm what really happened? "And if we compare this footprint with the bottom of your shoe, the truth will be obvious, won't it?" The commotion had already drawn Myra, who hurried inside. She immediately noticed the tense standoff in the room, along with the tear in Nancy's gown and the muddy footprint on it. Nancy was someone Sebastian brought in. If the staff mishandled the situation and made him unhappy, Myra could kiss her job goodbye. Myra's expression darkened. She snapped at the trembling sales assistant, "What on earth were you thinking?" The sales assistant flinched, head dropping as she stammered apology after apology. "I'm sorry, Ms. Spencer. I'm sorry, Ms. Sullivan. I didn't do my job well." Myra ignored her and turned instead to Evelyn, whose face was drained of color before i