Ryan and Annika approached with their arms laden, beaming smiles plastered across their faces.
"Ms. Josefina," Annika chirped, "Mr. Dorian has picked out a whole bunch of gifts for you. Ryan and I have brought them over."
"Ms. Josefina," Ryan added with a wink, "Mr. Dorian really adores you. He's chosen all sorts of things that any girl would love. He has thought of everything."
Dorian chimed in, "I also got you some clothes. I had a word with Anya's team, told them to work night and day to get them done. They haven't arrived yet, though."
Josefina blinked, puzzled. That line sounded awfully familiar.
Just as Josefina was about to ask Dorian if he was the generous customer from the night before, Hattie emerged, dressed to the nines. Hattie had even had a maid style her hair, securing it with a simple yet elegant hairpin. The dress Josefina had given her was a perfect match, radiating grace and sophistication.
"Dorian, you're back. Take a look at this. This dress is a one-of-a-kind piece, personally crafted by your sister," Hattie boasted.
Lena, though no fan of Josefina, had to admit the dress was stunning and suited Hattie to a tee.
Dorian was a bit lost, "My sister designs clothes?"
Hattie nodded proudly, "Of course, your sister is the renowned designer Anya. See, Dorian? Your sister is just that talented. She's not just good at running the company. She's a wizard at design. Her personality, her skills, she's got so many strengths I could go on all day."
Dorian was flabbergasted.
Josefina asked with a smile, "So you were the customer who called last night to order those custom designs?"
Dorian, caught between a rock and a hard place, had to confess. Not the best first impression to leave on his sister.
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