Abigail pov contd.
Abigail pov
"This is more beautiful than I have ever thought, Bella. You have done a perfect job." I was so happily surprised as I looked at the bracelet in my hands.
She beamed at my praise and then looked at the bracelet.
"I am sure lady Amayra and lady Sharron would not be able to keep their eyes away from it. I have asked Oliver to bring a few more designs too. I hope it will work well and then we will be able to rope in our first clients." my eyes were gleaming with the spark of gold coins and the dreams of defeating Gerard.
"Are you sure? I mean this design is too different. And I think it is not that perfectly made." she fidgeted on her seat as she continued to drink tea.
