Chapter 15

## Lillian's Studio

Mila walked into another room and flipped on the light switch.

There, resting on a mannequin, was a deep purple embroidered suit with intricate designs-a custom piece for an important client.

This client was shrouded in mystery. Despite the personalized nature of the suit, Mila had never met him. Instead, he had sent over a detailed list of

measurements and style preferences through an intermediary. The dimensions were impressive, and so was his taste.

If it weren't for a close friend's recommendation, Mila might have hesitated to take

the job.

had been exceedingly generous. The deposit alone amounted to a substantial sum, a hundred thousand dollars, making it the largest transaction Mila had ever secured a significant milestone in

finishing touches, ensuring everything was perfect. That night, she decided to stay at her

final adjustments of the suit

until Miranda called, inviting her out for dinner, that Mila realized how hungry she was. She stood up, feeling dizzy from the long hours hunched

boost, Mila drove to the private restaurant Miranda had chosen.

skipped a beat when she saw her son, Adrian, leap out of the car and run eagerly into Giselle's

a lump in her throat, like a stone had crushed her

was indeed different from just hearing

lowered the car window a bit. Adrian's innocent voice immediately

why can't I live with you? I

lovely eyes full of warmth and her voice gentle, "You will, Adrian. Just be

eyes

and then nodded with a smile, "Of

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