Her expression shifted instantly—from professional calm to visible alarm.
“Mr. Jackson,” she said, almost breathless. “You didn’t inform us you were visiting.”
He met her gaze steadily.
“I wasn’t aware I needed to.”
The entire showroom went silent.
The espresso cups were set down. Conversations dissolved.
The general manager turned toward the salesman.
“Do you understand who you just spoke to?”
The salesman’s voice faltered. “No, I—”