Chapter 909 An Apology Won’t Cut It

• Her thumb slid across the screen. The latest listing was a cup from a coffee house. It was the same one she’d had yesterday. She muttered, clearly a “conscientious seller,” huh. Everything posted was stuff she’d used herself—no scam, no tricking buyers.
• Anyone with half a brain would see a thief was working right under her nose. She had only two assistants. She could vouch for Penelope. That left just one possibility—Shailene.
• Skylar suddenly got it. No wonder Shailene never needed reminders and kept showing up with coffee and milk tea. She’d been waiting for Skylar to finish, then flipping the cups online. Not a bad hustle.