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

couple of days to the finishing touches, ensuring everything was perfect. That

of the suit and worked on updating her portfolio. Time

dinner, that Mila realized how hungry she

stepped out. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw her son, Adrian, leap

a lump in her throat, like a

was indeed different from just hearing

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

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

her lovely eyes full of warmth and her voice

eyes sparkled with

silent, and then nodded

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