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Weston was out to challenge Guy.

Guy’s face turned a shade darker; a chilly look flashed across his usually calm and collected demeanor.

He knitted his brows tightly and turned to face Weston. Both men stared at each other; the atmosphere was charged with explosive.

“Director, this gown is displayed in the shop, yet it is not for sale. What’s the meaning of this?”

Weston arched his lips into a graceful smile and slowly stood up. “To sell or not to sell, it’s my prerogative. No one can interfere with my decision.” The room was once again charged by his commanding presence and tyrannical action.

Guy’s eyes were full of hostility, and his muscles turned palpably rigid. As he was about to speak, Yuna tugged at his sleeve.

He was startled into looking down and saw her pleasant smile. She calmly told him, “Guy, thank you for your kindness, but I think I’ll return the gown.”

“Don’t you worry; the dress suits you—”

“I still prefer the gown that Qin and you have selected earlier… I really like