“Is everything alright?” Sasha asked. She couldn’t think of a better question at the moment after seeing the angry, confused, and betrayed expression on Rebecca who had ended up plucking the tag out just now. “AHH! What have you done!” Sasha clutched her cheeks in shock. “You shouldn’t have done that!”

Rebecca ground her teeth as she squeezed the tag in frustration. “How dare they do this to me? If even I get duped like this, what about other designers who have little to no fame or background?” Just thinking about it boiled her blood, but she didn’t want to jump to conclusions just yet.

“I must first find out if this is just the fault of the branch manager, or if it’s happening on a major level across the whole Scissor’s brand.”

“Is everything alright, girls?” The two mafia guys approached them. Wearing decent suits and ties that concealed their tattoos and identities, they looked like your typical business men. They were no longer picking their teeth, either.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” Re