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 Mansion,

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

his phone, was full of praises, “This designer named KING

chuckle, “Of course, they are

studio has been open for

face soured, as she replied quietly,

has been bleeding money. If it weren’t for you and Bennett propping it up, it would

definitely knew

Carmella’s studio was losing money. She and Bennett had pumped a lot of dough into it. They tried to convince Carmella to close the

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

You guys should talk some sense into Carmella. If

“Carmella has been working hard. It’s normal to face difficulties in