The elderly woman looked at herself in the mirror.

For a brief moment, her expression changed.

She didn’t look embarrassed.

She looked seen.

Hannah showed them watches, scarves, and handbags. She explained the craftsmanship behind each piece. She never rushed them.

“You don’t have to buy anything,” she said. “Sometimes appreciating beauty is enough.”

The couple listened quietly.

After some time, the old man said calmly, “We’ll take these.”

Vanessa rolled her eyes and loudly totaled the bill.

“That’ll be $82,000,” she announced. “If that’s too much, we can put things back.”

The old man looked at her evenly.

“That’s fine.”

Silence spread across the showroom.

The elderly woman turned to Hannah.

“Add gift items. Another $250,000 worth.”

Vanessa laughed awkwardly. “Do you even know what that means?”

The old man placed a simple black credit card on the counter.

The machine beeped.

Approved.

The air changed.

Hannah didn’t smirk. She didn’t glance at Vanessa.

She simply wrapped each item with care.

Before leaving, the elderly woman gently squeezed Hannah’s hand.

“Are you seeing anyone?” she asked kindly.

Hannah blinked. “No, ma’am.”

“We have a son. Thirty-two. Still single.”