Chapter 92. Remorse to Friendship

Clarisse kept working with so much enthusiasm; after learning how the sowing machine works, she was eager to make clothes. She had different ideas running through her head, and even though there wasn’t much to do for the day, she was busy, drawing and drafting ideas and cutting the fabric accordingly. She has a smile plastered on her face, happy to finally get her dreams in line.

Hester watched her disdainfully as she cut the fabric; her smile disgusted her.

“Hey, Hester”, Mory, the blonde lady, walked up to Heste,r, whom she noticed was glaring at something or someone. She looked at what she was glaring at and smiled.

“Hey Mory”,

“You seem not to like her one bit”.

Hester groaned and walked away while Mory followed.

“She’s so annoying”,

“Why? I admire her”.

Hester scoffed as she approached her desk,”what’s admirable about her?”,

“Her talent”,

“Talent?”, she laughed,”does she look like one that’s talented, she’s just a rich