Chapter 917 A Hermès With A Conscience

• Tobi pointed at the black matte bag beside the green one. He thought it looked better than the green, had the staff bring it out, then asked Ms. Jones, “You like it? This one looks pretty good.”
• Well, would you look at that—Tobi actually offered a suggestion. Ms. Jones nodded almost against her own will. This bag looked cleaner than that green matte one from before. Black matte with a gold clasp—bold, simple, classy.
• She guessed it wouldn’t cost that much. Aside from the material, it felt a lot like the basic model she’d bought before.