The beautician, feeling quite troubled, gently but fearfully reached out again, touching Sophia Greenwood's face with renewed tenderness.
Unable to afford offending either party, she was relieved that the other hadn't sought her out yet.
Noticing the beautician settling back down, Sophia displayed a satisfied yet scornful smile.
She scoffed, "What about Mr. Sterling? Just another fleeting interest, no doubt. How many women do you think have lasted by Mr. Sterling's side? Our families have been close for generations; what could he possibly do to me over this?"
Nodding in agreement, the beautician echoed Sophia's sentiments, "Exactly, you and Mr. Sterling have known each other for so many years. How could you possibly be compared to those casual women outside? They really don't see their own status and worth."
