Now it seemed she had been mistaken.


    Elizabeth could read Be like an open book.


    Be’s simmering anger was evident in the tightness of her lips and the fire in her eyes.


    With her n teetering on the edge of sess, a rush of pride flooded through her veins, her chest swelling with satisfaction at the uing victory.


    “Maybe you should inform Margery ahead of time,” she suggested, her voice smooth.


    “It would be worse if we can’t deliver the dress on schedule.


    ”


    She added, “Didn’t you design a dress recently? One that’s still avable? You could offer that to Margery.


    ”


    Be didn’t reply.


    Her head ached as thoughts about the project swirled around.


    Her mind buzzed with Elizabeth’s words.


    “Ste isn’t trustworthy… Of course, she went back on her words… I told you not to rely on


    Ste.


    There are plenty of designers who are more professional…”


    Elizabeth’s criticisms echoed in her head.


    The pounding in her head grew worse.N?velDrama.Org content.


    Be sank into the sofa, exhausted.


    Elizabeth felt a smug satisfaction.


    Be had ignored her warnings and chosen to work with Ste.


    Noticing Be’s increasing difort, Elizabeth approached her with fake concern.


    “Mom, don’t let her get to you.


    She’s not worth it.


    ”


    With those words hanging in the air, she seized the chance to demean Ste yet again.


    “Seriously, it’s all on Ste.


    She couldn’t even wrap up the job, but she had to keep up appearances.


    She’s nothing but a headache for everyone else.


    She usually looks so capable, but a total letdown in the crunch.


    What an absolutely worthless person!”


    Just then, the doorbell rang.


    Elizabeth frowned and reluctantly got up to answer it.


    “Who’s there?” she called out.


    She flung the door wide open and spotted Ste standing there.


    Ste looked worn out, holding a dress in her hand.


    Elizabeth’s expression turned sour.


    This woman was seriously getting on her nerves.


    With a cold re, she demanded, “What do you want?”


    Ste didn’t hesitate.


    “I need to see Be,” she stated firmly.


    Annoyed, Elizabeth replied, “Mom’s not feeling well.


    You can’t see her today.


    Leave.


    ”


    As she moved to close the door, Ste stopped it with her hand.


    Locking gazes, Ste said, “Tell Be the dress is done.


    I’ve got to see her.


    ”


    Hearing this, Elizabeth remained firm in her decision not to let Ste in.