Chapter 1833
When Love Comes Late
Alissa shook her head.
âNo, thanks.
Weâre not on the same way, and my home is not far from here.
Iâll take a taxi.
But please send Doreen home.
She drank a little wine just now.
Iâll be worried if she goes home alone.
â
Stella nodded in agreement.
She waited for Alissa to get in a taxi before she took Doreen to her car.
On their way, Stella thought of what had happened just now.
She turned to Doreen and asked, âWhen Alissa told us about her best friend, why did you stop me from asking questions? Is this a sensitive topic?â
From now on, she and Alissa would have frequent contact.
It would be best to understand Alissaâs bottom line to avoid conflicts.
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Upon hearing that, Doreen became more somber.
She sighed and said, âAlissaâs best friend has died.
â
âDied? What do you mean?â Stella was taken aback.
She widened her eyes and said, âI understand now.
Itâs my fault.
I wonât bring it up again.
â
âItâs okay if youâre mot aware.
Alissa wonât be bothered by it.
Whenever Alissa brought it up, sheâd get melancholy.
â Doreen sighed.
âAlissaâs best friend was very skilled in design.
If she were still alive, sheâd be a master of it.
â
Doreen appeared to know a lot about Alissaâs best friend.
Stella, growing curious, asked, âDid you ever meet her?â
Shaking her head, Doreen said, âNo, Alissaâs friend died a long time ago.
She passed before Alissa became my teacher, but Alissa kept some of her design sketches.
Iâve seen them.
Even though they were created many years ago, they are still cutting-edge.
Theyâre truly remarkable.
â
Stellaâs curiosity sparked up after listening to Doreen talking about Alissaâs best friend.
It seemed Doreen remembered something and suddenly said, âHer design style reminds me a bit of yours.
â
Seeing the humor in it, Stella shook her head with a smile and said, âYou mustâve thought too highly of me.
I wouldnât even try to compare myself with Alissaâs best friend.
â
Alissaâs best friend was clearly a master, while Stella considered herself a beginner.
âReally, youâre just as good as she was.
If you ever see those sketches, youâll agree with me,â Doreen said firmly.
Doreen sounded really serious, but Stella wasnât convinced at all.
She said nonchalantly, âOkay.
â
She didnât take the compliment to heart.
Doreen seemed to really look up to her.
People often put their trust in those they admire without question.
Stella always kept her expectations of herself modest, aware that she still had much to learn.
Once Stella dropped Doreen off home, she headed back to Prosper Bay.
As she stepped out of the car, Fernando tagged along.