Just like before, she didn't say much when she was asked to leave, and she left without making a fuss. She hadn't complained at all these past few days, even smiling at his annoyed face every day.
Now that he thought about it, Nicholas felt somewhat apologetic towards Aria Grant, even developing a hint of guilt.
"Nicholas, this young lady comes to see you every day. Why don't you just make her a piece of clothing?"
A passerby who happened to notice Aria Grant leaving Nicholas' shop looked at her retreating figure with sympathy.
The residents in the area had all witnessed Aria Grant's daily visits, and they appreciated her courteous manner and greetings towards them.
"Mind your own business! It's me making the clothes, not you. Do you have any idea how long it takes me to make a piece of clothing?" Nicholas said irritably to the passerby.
The man sneered and, knowing Nicholas' temper, walked away without saying anything more.
