âMr. Kennedy, Mr. Ford is here.â
The woman pulled apart the curtains to the room and yelled. Stella and Weston stood outside, waiting together. Suddenly, a deep voice came from inside. âLet him wait for a bit. I still have some unfinished business.â
The woman put down the curtain and gazed at Weston apologetically. âMr. Kennedy is still not done yet. You may have to wait for a while.â
She was in charge of welcoming guests there and she knew that they couldnât make customers like Weston wait for too long. Although Mr. Kennedy was weird, there were some people even he couldnât afford to offend. Artists like them could have their temper, but at times, in front of money and power, they had to to lower themselves. Weston, on the other hand, was quite easygoing. He shot a glance at Stella and asked, âDo you want to take a walk?â
The woman could tell that Weston had come mainly for Stella and was focussing all his attention on her. âMs. Steele, youâre interested in my dress, arenât you? Mr. Kennedy collects different designs of dresses. Do you want to come with me and look?â Instantly, Stellaâs interest was piqued, and she nodded. Seeing that she was happy, Weston let her roam around. The woman focused her entire attention on Stella, knowing that if Stella was pleased, Weston wouldnât bother them. âAre all these instruments made by Mr. Kennedy?â
Stella couldnât help but be amazed when she saw the wall filled with hand-crafted items.
âNot just Mr. Kennedy, but also the apprentices,â the woman remarked with a smile. âLook! Their names are written on the wall. Some have already achieved mastery, while others are still learning. There arenât as many stringent levels here. If you think your work is good, you can share it. Others may criticize you if they believe you are unworthy.
â Stella really liked the environment there. Along the way, she saw many excellent works and couldnât help but be in awe. It had been so long since Weston saw her look this satisfied. âThis is the dress section. Many female celebrities tailor their dresses here.â âOur brand is unique from others in that it is totally dependent on chance. Many individuals wanted to wear this garment on the runway shortly after Mr. Kennedy created it. But he was unconcerned about fame or prestige. It was eventually presented to the actress Guinevere.â
After the woman finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong. She quickly shut her mouth, and introduced the next dress with a normal expression, âThere are also some other dresses.
You might want to have a look at them.â
The smile on Stellaâs face gradually disappered and she simply said nothing.
Although the woman didnât say anything, it felt like she knew what Stellaâs identity was.
How could anyone not know Westonâs other half, the famous Guinevere?