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.

generous. The deposit alone amounted to a substantial sum, a hundred thousand dollars, making it the largest transaction Mila had

away, Mila planned to dedicate the next couple of days to the finishing touches, ensuring everything was perfect. That night, she decided to stay at her studio to

the

Mila realized how hungry she was. She stood up, feeling dizzy from the long hours hunched over

Mila drove to the private

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

lump in her throat, like

was indeed different from just hearing

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

me? You're back now, so why can't I live with you? I really, really miss spending time

eyes full of warmth and her voice gentle, "You

eyes

silent, and then nodded

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