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?

night, at the Macclain

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 cup of tea and

full of praises, “This designer named

a chuckle, “Of course, they are

at Simone, “Carmella’s design studio has been open for over

this, Simone’s face soured, as she replied quietly,

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

further. Leonie definitely knew and was rubbing it in!

pumped a lot of dough into it. They tried to convince Carmella

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

huge gap? You guys should talk some sense

in the