Chapter 12 - 16
Kelsey POV
"Mr Williams, your wife is going to love them."
I hand him the immaculately wrapped bundled and beautifully packaged coats with a fox trim of my own design. He takes it with considerate care before looping his fingers around the handles to bring it to his side.
"Oh, I know. There’s a reason I only buy from you."
He pays and leaves a generous tip.
I thank him with a grateful smile. "And I appreciate your loyalty."
He tips his peaky hat and shuffles away from the counter, revealing the gentleman behind him in a crisp, slim-fit suit that outlines and shapes the contours of his muscular body all too well. I place my hands on the counter, waiting for him to turn around already, but he never does. His eyes review the distant tall shelves of flowers on display along with racks of other design pieces and mannequins flaunting my fabrics.
"Can I help you with anything, sir?"
"Actually, I can help you." Vance swivels around, a certain pomposity prominent in his eyes. "I’m here to donate."
On cue, another man in black walks in with a ceramic vessel in his hands with white blooms inside. I mask my surprise with an impassive look because I know exactly what they are and their value.
Vance chucks a hand at them. "I assume you know what those are?"
I distil all my despise into a single glare. "Do I?"