The sharp remark that echoed through the front area instantly triggered hurried footsteps coming from the boutique's inner corridor. A stylish young man in a sharply tailored silk shirt strode purposefully toward the source of the commotion, his face tense at the noise that was disrupting the boutique's tranquility.
However, the moment his eyes landed on Mark's clean-shaven face, the young man's steps suddenly froze.
"Mr. Mark?" The young man immediately called out Mark's name. The stylish manager recognized Mark's face. He was the eldest son of one of the farmers' group leaders whom Mark had been helping.
Hearing the call, Mark and the security guard turned their heads in unison, just as the stylish young man stepped toward them. A look of displeasure was etched on his face at his subordinate's discomfort.
