Chapter 23

As soon as Mila stepped inside, she caught a faint scent of tea lingering in the air.

She removed her blindfold.

Her eyes took in the sight of a room steeped in old-world charm, reminiscent of a classic drawing room. A graceful woman with her hair elegantly pinned up approached to help Mila out of her winter coat and brought a basin filled with warm water.

Mila dipped her hands in to cleanse them, and after a quick inspection by the woman, she was led further into the house.

The next room was similarly styled, exuding a refined elegance.

Once seated, someone brought over a tray of refreshments. The entire process was carried out in silence, creating a tranquil atmosphere.

The formality of the place reminded Mila of her grandfather Lysander's home, where traditions were held in high regard. She was used to such environments, though they always left her a bit uneasy, a little suffocated.

After what seemed like half an hour, she heard measured footsteps approaching. The wooden door slid open, and in walked a tall, poised gentleman with a charming smile.

He nodded at her, "Miss Lillian?"

circle, Mila went by the name Lillian, so she nodded back

had been limited to messages on her phone.

she had received, she

His elegance was

distantly, opting not to introduce himself, indicating he preferred

Mila wasn't bothered.

encountered clients who didn't wish to disclose their identities; it

face struck

Had they met before?

left

gown and

gentleman had changed into the attire, Mila approached to ensure everything fit

there were any issues, she

moved closer, her arm froze

detected a strong scent of tea emanating from him, mixed

crafting bespoke pieces, she often experimented with natural dyes

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