"Miss Ramsay, this is our pinky ring..."
After a pause, Mr. Cosmo suddenly realized that he had forgotten a very important question. "Miss Ramsay, forgive me for being rude. I don't know if you're married or engaged. If you're engaged, it would be a little inappropriate for you to wear the pinky ring."
Pinky rings were a symbol of being single. Simply put, this ring was for single people.
With the corner of her eyes twitching, Amelia didn't answer his question directly, "I am not superstitious, so these remarks are meaningless to me."
"Oh, it's good." Knowing that Amelia didn't mind, Mr. Cosmo said no more.
"Mr. Cosmo." The foreman came over to remind Mr. Cosmo, "It's nine o'clock. The customers are all queuing at the door. Miss Ramsay should go."
To be specific, not all the customers came for Amelia, but for the famous jewelry company. Besides, first come, first served. They could also enjoy the benefits of the prize draw.
"Miss Ramsay, please." With a smile, Mr. Cosmo smiled and made a gesture of invitation to
Amelia when she was ready.
"Wow! Look at that man! He's so handsome!"
"Well, but I like that one more. He has such a tall nose, very exotic!"
Just as Amelia was helping two female clients wear the ring, they kept looking over their shoulders absent-mindedly.
"Ms. Thomson, Ms. Keats?" Amelia reminded them with the rings in her hands, only to find that the two had completely forgotten about her and were focusing on the handsome guys.
Amelia was annoyed. If they kept sitting here wasting her time, how could she sell more rings? The commission on every deal was very high!
All in all, it was those men who were to blame. She turned angrily and looked behind the two ladies, trying to see how attractive those guys could be!
Huh?
Caught off guard, Amelia exclaimed,
"Milton? Hobart?"
Milton and Hobart stopped the hostile glares at each other and simultaneously let out a charming smile at Amelia as they both said, "Amelia."
Milton's face changed at what Hobart had said and asked somewhat in exasperation, "Who allowed you to call her Amelia? Is she close to you?"
Hobart looked at him teasingly. "Milton, I was just about to ask you the same question. You've got my younger sister. How dare you to address other women in such an intimate manner?"
Milton was cross. Hobart had been teasing Milton ever since Milton had fake dated Maryanne.
Just as they were bickering, Amelia glanced at her clients, who were influenced by them and no longer in the mood of choosing rings, and said sharply, "If you want to quarrel, go somewhere else. Don't keep me from serving my customers!"
Noting the annoyance in Amelia's words, Milton and Hobart hurried over and pushed the two ladies away before saying matter-of-factly, "Amelia, I didn't know you had resigned from Patrick's company until I saw a friend posting a picture of you selling rings in our WhatsApp group."
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