chapter 15

Arland looked at Dustin with a puzzled look. He was surprised and did not expect why Dustin would speak like that. "Why would you say that? I've tried to do good to make amends."

Dustin threw the clothes on the floor. "Do you think I don't know the quality of these clothes?"

Arland took back the clothes that Dustin had thrown on the floor. "But sir, this is the finest suit."

Arland's forehead furrowed, in his heart wondering why the man could know the quality of this suit when judging from the way he was dressed, it was clear that the man was not good at distinguishing between good and bad quality, looking like he did not have good taste in dressing. An ordinary person would think this suit was good; there was no difference.

Dustin smiled faintly, annoyed in his heart. How dare that manager underestimate him. "Just by touching it, I can tell it's a poor-quality suit."

Arland gently patted the suit while paying close attention; how could Dustin know the quality of this suit just by tou