Ex-husbands love novel (Sharon and Fameson)
Chapter 200: You Are Greedy

As the New Year approached, it was getting colder, but the studio's business was getting better. In addition to personal customization, many original accessories were also available for sale.

This not only expanded their potential customers but also brought the studio much praise.

Sharon even received many investing invitations.

Some wanted to use "Ally" to market the brand.

Some wanted to establish a brand image to increase production.

But she refused them all.

Now the studio was still in its infancy.

The most important thing is to make a brand.

As for the rest, Sharon preferred to let nature take its course.

Sharon spent the whole afternoon designing.

Getting tired, she stood up and stretched, pushing open the window to enjoy some fresh air.

As soon as she opened the window, a great number of baby-breath came into her eyes.

The air here was much better.

Sharon looked at the flowers.

She was slightly distracted.

Half a month had passed since the last time.

Occasionally, Jameson would come here, but he hadn't behaved like a je*k as much as before.

He would stay for a while before leaving.

Sometimes, he would send people to bring her things, including some food and drinks.

Sharon had never eaten the foods he sent.

It was the staff of the studio who ate them.

A few days ago, when Jameson got here, he said to Sharon that he was going on a business trip to Italy for at least a week.

This meant he would not come here for some time.

This was great.

She could finally live a peaceful life for a period.

Just as Sharon was about to continue her drawing, a commotion came from outside.

Sharon closed the window and left the office.

Outside, a middle-aged woman was yelling at a female employee while pulling a girl wearing a school uniform, "Earning children's money, you guys are immoral! She's just a high-school student. She had no money! Whatever money she has is from her parents! We toiled and sweated.

Days of hard work just give us a minimal wage.

Yet your guys somehow managed to get our money.

Where is your conscience? Your businessmen are so greedy!"

The female employee being yelled at had just graduated from college.

This was the first time she had been scolded like this.

And that woman was pointing fingers.

Because she had never experienced this, she was completely at a loss as she stood there.

Seeing her like this, that middle-aged woman's voice grew louder, "Don't pretend to be pitiful.I don't care. Give my money back!"

The girl stammered, "Your necklace and earrings have been worn for along time. There are scuffs and marks on them. We can't take them back..."

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman pushed her hard.

The girl was unprepared.

She fell to the ground, her head bumping into the cabinet beside her.

Sharon hurriedly stepped forward and helped the girl up.

She frowned and asked, "Are you alright?"

The girl shook her head and tears fell down her cheeks.

Sharon looked at her again and discovered that her forehead was broken.

Some blood oozed out of her skin.

Sharon pursed her lips and turned to look at the middle-aged woman who had no remorse on her face.

"I'm the owner of this place. If you have any problem, just come to me.Why did you attack her?"

"I attacked her. So what?"

As the middle-aged woman spoke, she pushed Sharon's shoulder several times.

"You have no conscience. You earn students' money. You deserve to be beaten. Since you are the boss, return these da*ned things for me and give me some compensation. Otherwise, this will not over today!" As she spoke, she smashed the items in her hand to Sharon's feet.

Sharon lowered her head and looked at the girl hiding behind the middle-aged woman.

She turned around and asked the girl behind that woman, "Did she buy those things here?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman shouted unhappily, "What do you mean? I am blackmailing you?"

The female employee whispered, "I don't remember all the customers because there are too many of them. But I can guarantee that I've never sold anything to a student..."

The prices of the accessories sold in the store ranged from several dozen to several hundred.

The prices were not very expensive, but students who had no income definitely could not afford them.

Besides, the studio was not located near the school.

No students would go shopping here.

The middle-aged woman spat on the ground.

"Nonsense! Where else could she buy these things? Come on, come on, let's all take a look. Greedy merchants here refuse to admit what they have done. They refuse to admit the things my daughter bought from them!"

When the woman started making trouble, she attracted the attention of the other guests.

At this moment, her yelling attracted some passers-by and rubberneckers.

The employee continued, "I swear, I have never seen a girl in a school uniform.I will definitely remember if there is one."

"Hear yourself. Students don't have to wear uniforms all the time! She must have bought them during her holidays."

"Then what can I do? Do I need to check all the customers' ID card before selling them things worth only two hundred?"

"That's none of my business. Today, you must return the things. If you don't return, I will smash your shop. And if necessary, I will ask the police station to do my justice. You cheated students. Sooner or later, your shop will close down!"

After watching for a while, the rubberneckers began to whisper.

Most of them felt that it was the middle-aged who was making trouble.

Some thought that the studio should give that woman several hundred to prevent her from making a scene.

After all, several hundred is not a huge sum of money.

Sharon looked at that woman's daughter who kept her head low.

Sharon said to her slowly, "Little girl, can I talk to you for a moment?"

When the middle-aged woman saw this, she immediately pulled the girl behind her and said, "Tell me what you want to say. Don't scare the child."

Sharon said, "I only want to ask her a few questions. If the responsibility lies with us, I will be responsible."

"You will be responsible?"

"I said I'm the owner of this place."

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes.

It seemed she was weighing whether Sharon would keep her word.

A moment later, she said, "I will only give you five minutes, and I have to stay by her side.I am not comfortable with you being alone with my daughter. Also, in addition to returning all of this, you must give me some compensation.I didn't get to work because I have to come here and..."

"Okay." Sharon smiled.

The female employee pulled Sharon's clothes and said, "Ms.Allyson..."

Sharon turned around and comforted her, "It's fine. I'll take care of it. You go to the hospital first."

"I can go later. It doesn't matter."

Right now, only the two of them were in the shop.

She was afraid that Sharon wouldn't be able to handle it alone after she left.

"Don't worry, Tiffany would be back soon."

"Alright."

Before the girl left, she evacuated the rubberneckers.

The middle-aged woman sat on the sofa with her face full of arrogance.

"Now you can ask," she said.

Sharon looked at the girl and said gently, "Little girl, when did you buy these things?"

The girl said timidly, "A month ago, no, it should be half a month ago."