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

been feeling under the weather these past few days, so Bennett brought his wife Simone to check up on her. Coincidentally, the whole clan of Garrett Macclain was there as well, so they all sat down for a

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

Leonie, chimed in with a chuckle, “Of course,

design studio has been open

face soured, as she replied quietly,

I heard Carmella’s studio has been bleeding money. If it weren’t for you and Bennett propping it up, it would have gone

darkened even further. Leonie definitely knew

a lot of dough into it. They tried to convince Carmella to close the studio but she was hell-bent on

been coming in late and leaving early for the past two days. She hadn’t even

nonchalant comment, “They’re all designers, so what’s with the huge gap? You guys should talk some sense into Carmella. If she doesn’t have the chops, she should just quit. After

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