ALMA'S POV "M-Mr Ashford? Damien?""Yes," she nodded, smiled. "He came one evening while closing, asked for you, looked around and even came upstairs.""Upstairs." I repeated, voice raised. They stared skeptical."Y-yes. When he came he asked to look around, we showed him the workshop. Me and Tino. Showed him your desk, designs, our details, deliveries-"Deliveries??" I hung her again, stupified. Yet they stared blankly at me, confused. Of course.Of course they didn't know not to do that. I already guessed they hadn't or didn't believe any of the things they've for sure seen online. Plus I didn't give any specific instructions not to do so.If anything, I'd often talked about before how Damien would come see our pieces, the CEO of Ashford Jewelleries. They needed to put in the work and not shame the studio. "He finally came to the studio, Ma'am. He came to see us, see you. You weren't here so we just showed him... everything. Did we do something wrong?"I sighed. Relaxed my should
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