Gemma and Harper smirked, assuming their manager was rushing over to back them up and throw the intruder out.
"Mr. Vance, thank goodness!" Gemma chimed in, pointing a manicured finger at Zuri. "We caught this filthy beggar trying to ruin the inventory and steal a gown. We're just clearing her out before she dirties the whole boutique!"
Alistair didn't even glance at Gemma. He slid past them in utter terror, dropped straight down onto his knees right in front of Zuri on the cold marble floor, and bowed his head in absolute submission.