Chapter 32: Losing Business

"Can I see the manager?" Noah asks the first member of staff who pays us any attention.

The factory is packed full of people, all hard at work. If we weren't in a rush, I'd want to look around. It's fascinating, seeing them creating the furniture my grandma is so proud of. Her house is full of Clancy's Comforts furniture.

She always says that if it isn't good enough for her house, it's not good enough for her customers' houses either.

"Wait here," the staff member says. "I'll get him for you."

Looking around, I spot one of the coffee tables a slight distance away. I make my way across the factory floor towards it. I recognise it immediately as the table my grandma has in her conservatory. It's clearly the same design. The shape and colour are the same but there is something off about it.

"They're using the wrong wood," Noah says from just behind me as I run my hand across the leg of the table. "They've supplemented it for a cheaper option."

I'm impressed that he knows that just from lo