I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 10

There were five young ladies working in the store in total-Yvonne, Queenie Scott, Tiana Sampson, Junia Zeller, and Rosa Briggs.

Queenie was the oldest at 25 years old. Yvonne and Rosa were 24, and Tiana and Junia were 23, the youngest.

Hailey’s store’s primary customer base was high-end, wealthy clients, so she paid extra attention to the image of the employees.

The five women she recruited were all young, beautiful, and classy.

As soon as they got to work today, they witnessed Samuel, the old store manager, getting fired, and in the afternoon, Hailey informed them that Oliver would be promoted to the new store manager.

The quintet was both curious and astonished. Oliver had been working in this store for nearly two years, doing miscellaneous work, including some of the women’s heavy physical labor.

Among all the employees, Oliver was the lowest-paid and least-valued person, so they couldn’t understand why he was promoted to store manager out of the blue, becoming their superior.

Everyone racked their brains, but no one dared to question Hailey’s words.

Meanwhile, Oliver drove the striking, white Porsche 911 to the store. The girls had seen Hailey driving this car before, just

not so often.

‘Why is Oliver driving it now?

In the past, Ms. Fox never gave Samuel a luxury car, no matter how impressive he was, yet this Oliver is driving her car to

work now?

Could it be that… Hailey likes Oliver?”

The moment Oliver entered the store, Junia, who was at the entrance, led him inside in a hurry. “The customer is still waiting.”

On the couch inside, a rich-looking woman, around 26 to 27 years old and dressed in trendy clothes, was playing with her phone.

“Hello, sorry to have kept you waiting. I’m Oliver Eastwood, the store manager of True Treasure.” After apologizing, Oliver glanced at the bag with the Louis Vuitton logo on the coffee table.

This was a Louis Vuitton purple crocodile leather women’s handbag.

The woman nodded in acknowledgment, stared at Oliver with her rather seductive eyes, then took out the receipt from her bag and handed it to him. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“This is my purchase receipt. I bought it at the store itself with an original price of 59,960 dollars. Have a look.”

Oliver nodded, skimmed through the receipt, and took the bag over to inspect it..

After he stared at the bag for a few seconds, an identification message emerged in his mind.

[Manufactured with Rodunst crocodile leather with an age of three years and seven months. On September 19, 2020, it was manufactured by Everbright Leather Workshop in Clusian Street, Erihal, imitating Louis Vuitton’s classic women’s crossbody handbag.

Craftsmanship: Purely handmade, excellent.

Value assessment: 1,600 dollars.] .

This was a high-grade imitation, but it was so well done that it looked authentic. Coupled with the well- made purchase receipt, most appraisers would likely be fooled by it.

Oliver pondered before looking up at that woman. “Miss, how much do you want to sell this bag for?”

She stretched out her bronzed fingers and gently tidied the hair by her temple, revealing an exquisite and stylish earring on her earlobe.

As she tidied her hair, a big, dazzling diamond ring on her middle finger came into Oliver’s view.

All that might seem unintentional, but it clearly exhibited her wealth and prestigious status.

“Mm, for this bag…” the woman murmured in a very charming voice, “I didn’t use it much either. I have too many at home, and my boyfriend’s urging me to go abroad to live with him, so I just want to clear off some bags and stuff. I wasn’t sure if you guys are able to take them all, so I brought one over first…”

Despite saying all that, she mentioned nothing about her desired price.

Oliver simply smiled and waited patiently for her to make an offer.

She glimpsed at Oliver again and said with a beam, “You’re really young and promising, Mr. Eastwood. I’ve never seen a store manager as young as you in other stores… This bag is 95% mint or so. If you ask me, I think I’ll only sell if it’s at least 40,000 dollars!”

Oliver gave it a thought before saying, “Miss, this bag… “Since you’ve made your offer, I’ll make you a counteroffer. 600 dollars!”

The woman was shocked, as were the assistants.

Bargaining wasn’t wrong in business, but no bargain was this ludicrous in the luxury goods business.

“It would’ve been acceptable if Oliver offered 36,000 dollars or 30,000 dollars, or even 20,000 dollars at the least, but he offered 600 dollars! What is the meaning of this?” the ladies thought.

After a brief startlement, the woman said with a displeased expression, “Mr. Eastwood, is this how your shop treats a customer? I’m not here to sell vegetables!”

Unfazed, Oliver answered, “Miss, have you ever heard of Everbright Leather Workshop in Erihal’s Clusian Street? It’s a private workshop specializing in imitating some luxury leather goods with high- grade craftsmanship. Their high-grade imitation is better than those made with ordinary high-grade imitation skills. The market price could reach about 1,600 dollars, but the purchase price will be about 600 dollars.”

When the woman heard Oliver’s words, her face instantly turned as white as a sheet, and her eyes were full of horror.

“How did he know? How could he know so well?” she mused.

During this period, she sold at least 20 bags like this in several big cities and earned more than 600 thousand dollars. None of the appraisers even knew the bags were fake.

When she saw how young Oliver was today, her confidence grew. Skills and judgment needed to be sharpened through years of development. Typically, the younger the appraiser was, the worse their standards would be.

Hence, today’s “business” had basically been a done deal for her. Upon seeing the young Oliver, the woman believed it would be a cakewalk to fool him, so she even threw out the idea that she was going

abroad to live with her boyfriend and would be getting rid of even more branded stuff. She was waiting to bait this young store manager so that he would fall into her trap and make her rich.

In the end, however, Oliver’s calm words struck her like thunder and frightened her to death.

The amount of money she had scammed, which was more than 600 thousand dollars, was enough for her to be sentenced to more than ten years imprisonment.

“I’m sorry. This bag… I’m not selling it anymore!” She stood up and grabbed the bag before leaving.

Yvonne and the other ladies then surrounded Oliver and started chattering concurrently.

“Oli… Mr. Eastwood, that bag’s quite good, no? Why did you only offer 600 dollars?”

“I reckon she must’ve gotten pissed by that ridiculous amount!”

“I’d react the same way if I were her…”

Oliver shook his head with a bitter smile. “That bag is fake. It’s just a high-grade imitation. You guys thought she left because she was mad? Why don’t you think she left because she was scared and panicked?”

The women froze for a bit, thought about it again, and realized that was indeed the case.

“If she were mad about Oliver’s extremely low offer, she’d definitely blow her top and rebuke him. Why would she grab the bag and leave in a panic?” they pondered.

Junia was the first to question Oliver. “Then, how did you know the bag is fake?”

Oliver simply pointed at his eyes and smiled wordlessly.

“I’d best keep my skills a secret. Such exceptional skills definitely have to be brought into my grave with me,” he thought.

Among the ladies, Queenie was the oldest and most thoughtful. She took a gander at the white Porsche 911 outside and asked him with a half-smile, “Oliver, you just became store manager out of nowhere and are even driving Ms. Fox’s luxury car. Be honest. Did Hailey fall in love with you?”