Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 221

Chapter 223

After Lauren and Irwin left, Briony hesitated for a moment before returning to her lounge to check things over.

She didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

Shaking her head, she thought she was probably just being overly cautious. Irwin was only a child-what could he possibly get up to?

Still, Briony really didn't want to be disturbed again.

Stepping out of her office, she turned to Hannah and said, "From now on, for any reason at all, don't let in anyone connected to Irwin Stewart."

“Understood.” Hannah sighed quietly. "Briony, I'm sorry... she said she was sent by Mr. Lewis, and I was worried about offending him, so—"

"I get it. But the item she brought was a fake. And that claim about Mr. Lewis? Almost certainly a lie."

Briony caught the guilty look on Hannah's face, and her voice softened. "The client coming this afternoon-Mr. Chadwick-his background is much more significant than Mr. Lewis's. Chin up."

Hannah nodded. "I understand!"

Briony returned to her restoration studio and picked up her work.

At three in the afternoon, the Chadwicks arrived.

Mr. and Mrs. Chadwick were celebrating their golden anniversary this year, and

the love between them was still unmistakable.

Chadwick wanted to have

was her wedding gown-a handmade, bespoke piece Mr. Chadwick had commissioned at great expense

a rare, traditional weaving technique, with intricate folk embroidery. It was a true work of

time had taken its toll. Despite careful maintenance, the natural fabrics had deteriorated, and about thirty

wear it again for a set of golden anniversary

moved. Love that steadfast was a

the project, but the repair involved

asked Hannah to call

head. "This one's tough. The origins are remarkable—it's a handwoven ceremonial gown, considered a cultural

at

of weaving. My husband, ever the romantic,

help but smile. "Mr. Chadwick must

reason I truly believe in everlasting

exchanged a look and smiled.

into the mountains to pick the wild plants, then spun and wove the fibers over many months. It took ages just to collect

thoughtfully. "From what I know, harvesting those plants

two-month window each year to harvest the fibers. But maybe, if we ask around,

"Ms. Kensington, money isn't an issue. I just don't want my

for a moment, then said, "How about this: give me three days. I'll see if I

Mrs. Winslow recommended you, Ms. Kensington.

"I should be thanking you both for your trust and

personally walked the Chadwicks

up the phone and called Gwendolyn

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