I’ll Just Be Friends With My Ex-Husband - Chapter 85-1
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Louella sent Serina and Brenti back to their homes and went to her mom right away. Since she was working at the mansion today, Louella was able to discuss Serina’s design right away. In addition, Veronica was also there. Now talk about perfect timing.
“Lulu, you mean Serina’s design will lead the trend, right?”
“Yes, mom. I’m sure.”
My mother stared at me in silence. “If you say so, I’ll believe in you. But I still think it’s dangerous to contract the fabric only for her exclusively, Louella. Is it worth the risk?”
“Of course!”
“Why are you so sure? Is there a reason?”
Well… Is this how you feel when you’re not really sure if something is really going to be the jackpot or not? What should Louella say to Veronica that would make her accept her sentiments?
Uh, well… Louella’s heart was pounding. In the past, Serina has succeeded in signing an exclusive contract with someone else for the fabric. And Serina’s design became very popular.
However, it seemed that it was not their family that provided the fabric exclusively. Louella looked back and it was because she had heard that at first glance her mom had refused the offer.
“No, Veronica. There must be a reason why Louella is so sure. And didn’t you say that the design looks good?”
“That’s true, mother. More and more young people like to show their natural form as a lady. If you try this kind of unconventional design, it’ll definitely be popular.”
“You two have the same opinion, so we’d better push ahead with this.”
“Mom, why don’t you sponsor Serina so that she could set up a fashion boutique? We’re going to put the name of Leander on the back of Serina’s boutique.”
Serina was the daughter of the upper class. Even if it was a fashion, it would be much better to have a sponsor that would attract the attention of the nobles. And if that patron would be the Leander…!
“Then this will never fail. Lulu, Veronica.”
“Yes.”
“The two of you go ahead with this. We will discuss with Serina and choose a place where the fashion boutique would be located, as well as help with launching and afterward. Can you do it?”
Veronica nodded cautiously.
“I’ll join the two of you if you don’t mind Louella.”
“It would be better if Veronica helps as well!” Louella thought that Veronica was more careful than doing the task alone.
And besides this, she had other work to do. While going to the temple, she was going to find what the black god asked her to do inside the temple.
Beads of souls. She couldn’t help but be horrified. It’s not a god who protects and helps humans, but rather lives his life with their lives. The religion of Candidum itself, which held the white snake as a god and believed in it, was frightening.
It was hard to believe all this when she thought of the Crown Prince that greeted us with a benevolent face earlier this year. Something was approaching them in stride, including Gerald, Mom, Flora, and the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince was present as a person who requested this to the temple, and Gerald, his mother, and Flora were present to be
Louella’s witnesses. After twelve days, won’t the dark clouds on her mom’s face disappear? She just hoped that the day would pass smoothly without anything happening.
* * *
Ernst crossed the threshold of the temple with a cold stiff face. Louella, Gerald, Duchess, and Flora had already arrived and talked in the temple hall.
Obviously, the people who were enjoying yipping and yapping about the topic immediately closed their mouths as soon as they saw Ernst.
The smiling flowers that had bloomed in the sea could not be seen anymore. Those who built a hard wall toward Ernst gave him a polite glance. Ernst felt like a stranger.
Louella looked at Ernst, but she did not even smile like she usually does. Ernst’s mood also subsided. He grabbed Louella’s arm without realizing what he did.
In front of him, Gerald blocked him like he was a hound guarding his master. Gerald’s eyes, staring at Ernst, were furiously directed at him.