Chapter 230 In a Pickle

• “Are you trying to get fired, Alice?” The veins on her manager’s forehead bulged as he pointed a finger at her and chided.
• The color on Alice’s face drained completely as she trembled slightly while pointing to the old woman standing right behind the manager. “I’m sorry, sir. She was the one who pushed me.”
• The old woman couldn’t take this lying down. She reached out and pulled the manager over to her side. “You’re the manager, so you be the judge. Who’s to blame here? My grandson wanted some beef jerky, but we didn’t know how it tastes, so I opened up a pack for him to try. Don’t you guys allow food sampling here in the supermarket? It’s not like I said I wasn’t going to pay, but this lady here wouldn’t leave me alone. It’s like she thinks I’m a shoplifter or something. She keeps insisting I have to pay at the cashier right away.”