The sales assistant saw the two of them and came over with a smile, "Miss Shaw, are you here to pick up the brush you custom-ordered from our store some time ago? Please wait a moment, I'll get our manager."
The sales assistant walked inside to fetch the manager.
The manager saw Aurelia, his face forming a standard yet respectful smile, "Miss Shaw, please wait a moment while I retrieve it for you."
She took out a key and opened the safe inside, retrieving an exquisite long box.
With both hands, she presented it to Aurelia.
"Miss Shaw, this is the purple hair brush you specially ordered from our store."
Aurelia took it, opened it, and saw a hard-bristle brush inside the box. She picked it up and stroked the shiny, black brush tip twice with her slender fingers, her red lips curving upward.
Amanda Fuller caught a whiff of fragrance, "This brush smells really nice, Aurelia, who are you going to give this brush to?"
