Find Me In Your Labyrinth

Estelle had switched up her lunch spot. Craig, holding his own lunch, came over with a chuckle, “I just saw you munching under that tree, what brings you over here?”

Perched on a marble railing, Estelle responded with a straight face, “Someone told me I could only eat lunch in a corner. I want to show her I can eat anywhere I damn well please!”

Craig almost choked on his laughter, turning around quickly to cough a few times.

His face turning red, he wheezed out, “Was it Clarice? Does she a bit mentally unstable? Does she need to see a shrink?”

He had seen Clarice passing by earlier.

Estelle couldn’t care less. Even though Clarice now openly showed hostility towards her, squawking around her like a mother hen, that was about as much damage she could do.

What was a few snide remarks to Estelle?

at the

brought his wife Simone to check up on her. Coincidentally, the

phone, was full of praises, “This designer named KING is really something, bringing honor to our

with a chuckle, “Of course, they

Simone, “Carmella’s design studio has been open for over two years now,

the mention of this, Simone’s face soured, as she replied

quite a smile, Leonie added, “Is that sb? I heard Carmella’s studio has been bleeding money. If it weren’t for

face darkened even further. Leonie definitely knew and was

it. They tried to convince Carmella to close

whole thing had caused a family feud, and Carmella had been coming in late and leaving early for the past two days. She hadn’t even shown up at the

should talk some sense into Carmella. If she

working hard. It’s normal to face difficulties in the startup phase. Simone and I have decided to back Carmella unconditionally.”