Playing Mrs. Beckett
Here in her own little respite, she could finally reclaim a bit of ‘Sophie Langham’.
“Really? What did they say?”
Her subordinate, Lyla Orwell, smiled widely. She couldn’t even hide her excitement, seeing how her body trembled. “They want to feature us!”
“That’s good news,” Sophie nodded, her smile wide. “What is the feature about?”
“Timeless Elegance,” Lyla replied, full of energy. “They like our newest loungewear collection. I knew they would. We emphasize so much on the softness and fabric quality, after all. Not to mention,” Lyla stopped, her eyes scanning Sophie’s attire from top to bottom. Her simple white blouse, neat and effortless, combined with her knee-length navy skirt. “Our Mrs.
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