Arwen stared at the number for a moment before finally deciding to take the call.
Moving the icon, she was about to accept it when suddenly it stopped ringing. She waited, thinking it would ring again, but when it didn't, she went to check the number again. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
She dialled it to revert, but it didn't connect.
And that confused her.
But anyway, she didn't think about it for longer than a minute. Keeping the phone back, she turned to Alfred and asked, "How long will it take?"
"Madam, we will be reaching there in some time," he replied before swivelling to the next lane smoothly.
Soon after a while, the car pulled up right in front of the Aurora store.
"Ma'am, we have arrived," Alfred announced, and Arwen looked out the window.
"Thank you, Alfred," she said, "You can return first. I would be returning with Aiden later."
Alfred nodded in understanding.
Arwen pushed the door open to step down, and soon, Mia also came to her side. They both walked in together.
Since Mia had already prior informed them about their visit, there was an attendant to attend to Arwen, specifically.
"Ms. Quinn," the attendant greeted before slightly bowing in respect. "I have been waiting for you. Please come in."
Arwen smiled at her in reciprocation before following her inside.
Mia walked a step behind.
Helping Arwen towards the comfy couch, the attendant politely asked, "Madam, would you like to have something first? We have already sent someone to bring your ordered sets, but it will take a few minutes."
"It's fine," Arwen shook her head. "A few minutes is not a problem. We will look around."
The attendant was more than appreciative. She quickly stepped aside and gestured towards the section where the latest collection was showcased. "Please, ma'am."
Arwen might not have put air, but everyone in the upper-class society was well aware of her identity. Apart from being the heiress of the Quinn family, she had also earned a notable reputation due to her fame in ballet.
Although she had retired from the stage, her fame never died. She still carried the title of the 'Flawless Ballet Queen' of the era. While many had forgotten her, there were still many who remembered her.
Mia walked a step behind with Arwen as they skimmed through the design. The attendant never stepped forward to disturb her. She just stood aside so that if needed, she could step up to assist.
Arwen was checking through the designs while discussing them with Mia when, from a distance, she heard a familiar voice calling her.
"Arwen, is that you?"
Arwen turned to look, and her brows arched with quiet surprise. "Emily!" Again.
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