Chapter 1050

She spent ages thinking it over, and now, her only shot was to call her dad, hoping he'd hire a lawyer to get them out of this mess. Blake and Lydia had lost their mom early on, and when their dad remarried, he moved abroad, pretty much leaving them to fend for themselves. Only because Blake and Lydia had made a name for themselves in the medical and design fields, adding some shine to his reputation, did he bother to call once in a while. But now that they were knee-deep in trouble, would their dad even care?

Blake really didn't want to make that call, but they had no other options. Gathering her nerve, she told the officer they needed to call their family to get a lawyer involved. The officer didn't give them the time of day, too wrapped up in his own stuff. They were completely ignored.

Blake was so frustrated she felt sick to her stomach, yet there was nothing she could do.

"Please come in."

The door to the interrogation room swung open, letting in a flood of light. Blake and Lydia instinctively glanced up to see Howell and Kaylee walk in, with Beck trailing behind them. Suddenly, the officer who had brushed them off was all smiles and respect. "What are you doing here!" Lydia's voice cracked with emotion, her eyes already red with anger and hurt. "Haven't you messed with me enough! What do you want now?"

"We don't have the time to mess with you," Howell said, settling into the chair across from her, adjusting his glasses. "You're not worth the trouble."

Lydia had cornered herself.

they hadn't paid her any mind, dismissing her as a mere

the effort! Can you believe it? They said she wasn't worth the

wasn't for Flora, if it wasn't for your meddling, I'd have caught Rose's eye and become her apprentice. I'd have made waves in the

Howell stared at

finished, Kaylee finally spoke up: "You've always wanted to know if Flora

Lydia's spine.

leaned in, curious as

Flora was indeed Rose. The doser

pulled a document from her bag and handed it to

first page, in bold letters: -Rose's Studio, CEO,

blood had turned to ice. Rose's Studio.t belonged to Flora. So Flora was actually

Rose, all along.

floored. Even if she didn't follow fashion closely, she knew how big a deal Rose was. The Flora they had

was just as blown

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