Like was a strong word for Angelica, she could only tolerate some of them, the others made her exceedingly annoyed.
"It was definitely a pleasure to see you again, seamstress, do take care," Ohara smiled.
"Thank you, my lady.".
The seamstress packed all her belongings, she took a bow before proceeding to leave.
The spying maid at the door heard the sound of approaching footsteps. Instantly, she ran into the corner at the end of the hall.
The seamstress walked out the room and went on her way. The spying maid saw that the coast was clear and took her spot in front of the door once more. She could barely make out what they were saying, but she was trying her best.
"So, my dear mother-in-law, would you do me the honour of honouring my invitation to an afternoon meal together?" Ian turned to Ohara and smiled.
