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?

the Macclain

his wife Simone to check up on her. Coincidentally, the whole clan of Garrett Macclain was there as well, so

praises, “This designer named KING is really something, bringing honor to our country!”

chuckle, “Of

been open

soured, as she replied

that wasn’t quite a smile, Leonie added, “Is that sb? I heard Carmella’s studio has been bleeding money. If it weren’t for you and Bennett propping it up, it would have

face darkened even further. Leonie definitely knew and was

into it. They tried to convince Carmella to close the

coming in late and leaving early for the past two

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 all, she’s blowing

to face difficulties in the