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Chapter 49 – Background
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2026-09-19 22:45:20
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The best friend i trusted Chapter 51 – Clean Supply
I told Brenda about the call before I left the shop.She listened without interrupting, then said, “Forward the number if it shows. Don’t call back. Don’t accept favours from people who introduce themselves through Damien’s old routes.”“I wasn’t going to.”“Good. How is production?”“On schedule.”“Keep it that way. Work is your cleanest answer.”Adrian got the update next. He didn’t explode. He didn’t send drivers to sit outside my door. He only said, “If any name tries to attach itself to your materials, tell me. We’ll cut that line out.”“I can cut lines too.”“I know. I’m not taking the scissors from you.”That night I updated my supplier list and marked any unclear middleman as off limits. If my order needed materials, they would come through accounts I could explain in one sentence.Morning returned me to the table.Cut. Stitch. Check. Stack.The girl handled the front with fewer questions now. She had started writing measurements down before I asked. When I praised her for it,
The best friend i trusted Chapter 50 – Old Circle
I didn’t reply to the message.I screenshot it, sent it to Brenda and Adrian, and put the phone face down. If someone from Damien’s old purchase circle wanted to frighten me with congratulations, they could wait in silence.Morning came with ordinary work waiting. Forty bags did not make themselves.At the shop I told the girl only what she needed to know.“If any new supplier calls with pressure tactics, you take a message and give it to me. No friendly chats with them.”“Understood.”Adrian arrived before noon, jaw tight.“I saw the text.”“I didn’t answer.”“Good. Brenda is checking the number. Don’t let them drag you into a conversation.”“I won’t.”He looked around the work table.“You’re still starting production today right?”“Yes. The order is real. Their noise is not going to sit in my chair.”A small nod.“I’m here if anything goes wrong. I won’t take the seat for you.”That was the right sentence.By afternoon Brenda called.“The number links to a middleman who used to sour
The best friend i trusted Chapter 49 – Background
I read Richard’s message until the words stopped changing.One partner asked for the designer’s full name and background before final approval.Background.I put the phone down, washed my face, and opened the shop on time. If they were going to judge me, they would do it whether I sat still or worked. I chose work.The girl came in and paused when she saw me.“You okay?”“Corporate order needs a background check.”“Because of… them?”“Probably.”She tied her apron tighter.“Then let your bags speak. People who like clean work still like clean work.”“I hope so.”Morning customers kept me busy enough not to refresh my inbox every minute. At eleven I forced myself to stop guessing and texted Richard.Happy to confirm any business details needed. Personal history outside my work shouldn’t affect product quality. Happy to provide shop registration and previous order references.He replied after a while.Thank you. That helps. I’ll pass it on.Adrian came by at lunch with food and took one
The best friend i trusted Chapter 48 – Confidential
I read the buyer’s message again in the dark.One of the guests recognised the style and linked it to the Blackwood story. Please confirm this will not become a topic at the lunch.My work. My bags. Still brushed by their mess.I typed carefully.The order is confidential. My work is separate from any private history. I will not discuss personal matters, and nothing about that will be attached to the delivery on my side.I read it twice, sent it, and put the phone down.I went to bed afterwards but sleep came late.In the morning the buyer replied.Thank you. That’s all we needed.Relief came in a short breath. Not full but enough to open the shop.The girl arrived while I was already at the back table.“You look like you didn’t sleep.”“Well, i didn’t . The buyer got nervous because someone recognised my work and connected it to old gossip.”“And?”“I handled it well though. We still have the order.”She nodded and went to unlock the front.I stitched until my fingers warmed. The bag
The best friend i trusted Chapter 47 – Twenty Bags
The email came before I opened the shop.Details. Colours. Initials. Delivery window in four weeks. The woman from the late call had not wasted time. Twenty custom gift bags for a private lunch. Clear budget. Clear deadline.I read it twice and then once more, slower.This was not a pity order. Not a scandal order. Work.I forwarded the measurements to my supplier and wrote back with a proper quote before I could talk myself into doubt. By the time the girl arrived, I already had a rough production plan on paper.“You look serious,” she said.“We got twenty custom bags.”Her eyes widened.“Twenty?”“Yes. Four weeks.”“Then we need more hands on some days.”“I know. I’ll handle cutting and finishing. You take the ordinary sales when it gets busy.”She nodded hard, already excited.The morning moved fast. I called the leather supplier, confirmed stock, and paid the deposit from the business account. Watching the money leave for materials felt different from watching money leave for lawy
The best friend i trusted Chapter 46 – Daylight
Sunday morning felt different from the ones before it.No lawyer messages. No signing. No heavy countdown. Just eleven o’clock and Adrian picking me up.Mama watched me from the kitchen doorway while I put on my shoes.“You’re going out??”“Yes.”“With him.”“Yes.”She wiped her hands on a cloth.“I don’t mind a man who shows up. I mind a man who takes over but keep your eyes open.”“I will.”Papa only said, “Come back before night forgets you.”Adrian arrived on time. Not a black convoy. Just him and one car. He opened the door without making a show of it.“Morning.”“Morning.”We drove through quieter roads as the city thinned out. I didn’t ask where we were going at first. I let the silence sit. It was the first silence in weeks that didn’t feel like it was waiting to break.After a while he said, “There’s a stretch by the water I go to when my head gets too full. No offices. No people from work.”“You need that?”“More than I admit.”I looked out the window.“I used to think rich
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