Triplets’ Mighty Mom

Chapter 178

Chapter 178 Celebratory Drinks
Before Sarah could finish her words, Lyla was already annoyed at her actions. “Why did you run? Didn’t I ask you to stroll over and take a casual look? You looked like you were going to steal something. What if they returned and bumped into you?” Sarah waved her hands. “They won’t be back.” Confused, Lyla blurted out, “What?” Her hands clasped on her knees, Sarah panted for some time before she resumed talking. “They are sold out. Not one item was left.”
The news shocked Lyla, and her eyes widened. “What did you say? They are really sold out?”

Nodding, she was shocked by the sight as well. Even though it was her guess to begin with, she never took it seriously because the possibility of selling out on the first day was close to nil. She recalled the opening day of Lyla’s studio when they had sold about five items. Back then, Lyla even thought that it was a decent result. How could Camila’s studio sell out within half an hour? Lyla stumbled onto the sofa. Although the billboard ads across the city were indeed good marketing for Camila, the speed at which the items sold out was mind-boggling. “How many items did they prepare?” She asked numbly. Sarah answered, “They had at least twenty items on their mannequins, but the total amount of products is definitely more than whatever is on the mannequins. Anyway, there’s nothing left on the mannequins.” Lyla’s soulless eyes wandered over to the studio across the street. She recalled that she had prepared about forty pieces of work for her studio opening. Judging by Camila’s grand opening, Camila must have had more than twenty pieces in stock. Camila showed no mercy.
At the hotel, the banquet was nearing an end. As the host, Camila had to go around and toast the guests. Although she was a good drinker, two hours of toasting the individuals made her tipsy. Her footsteps were unsteady, whereupon she lost her coordination and almost toppled over. Thankfully, someone grabbed her at that moment. In a moment of panic, she turned around to look at her lifesaver before breaking into a smile. “Silas?” Silas was frustrated. “I know you’re a heavyweight, but you can’t go on like this. It’s fine to down a glass at each table, but you can’t toast every single guest!” Her cheeks flushed and her gaze hazy; she squinted her eyes into a crescent shape with a smile. “I’m happy!”
He took her arm and pampered her, saying, “I know you’re happy today. Leave the rest to me. Please take a seat.” She fired back, “No. I can’t be unfair. There’s only one table left. I can do it!”
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