The day William returned, Stella happened to go to the studio.
Sherry was busy with her wedding, and her two children were too young to be away for too long, so she only took Noah there occasionally to see if there was anything that needed to be done.
Stella arrived at the office, let Noah play next to her for a while, and then sat in her chair, handling the letters of the past few days.
She turned to the end and saw an invitation from Paris Fashion Week.
The sender was Louis.
Stella paused, picked up her phone and found Louis' number, dialed him, and greeted him in English, "Hello Louis, this is Ms. Radomil, I'm sorry to bother you, I..."
On the other end of the phone, Louis smiled, "You must have received the invitation."
"Yes, I received it."
Having rejected Louis before, she had thought that Fashion Week was no longer relevant to her, or that she would have to wait at least a few more years, but she never thought that the opportunity would come so soon.
Louis said, "Your husband has already told me about the previous situation, and I also appreciate Ms. Radomil's decision, I hope to see your work this fashion week."
Stella heard this, first, she froze for two seconds, and then the corners of her lips lifted into a smile, "Thank you; I will definitely try my best."
Hanging up the phone, Stella fixed the invitation in the most prominent place on her desk, alongside the photo of her and Clarence together.
After taking care of the work here, Stella walked over to Noah and rubbed his head, "Baby, we're going home."
Noah is already one and a half years old, thinking and moving more quickly than before and immediately took Stella's hand, "Home, home, Miss my sister."
Stella picked him up and went out of the studio.
She turned her head and looked at the sunlight; the glass refracted the dazzling light.
It turned out that unknowingly, she had come this far.
On the way back, Stella called Sherry and told her the news.
Sherry was even more excited than her, "I told you that you could make it! You don't have to worry about the studio from now on, just leave it all to me, so you prepare for fashion week in peace!"
Stella laughed, "It's still early, we can take our time to prepare, and the priority now is your wedding, how do you feel?"
"Oh stop it, my mom woke me up before 7 am this morning, I was dizzy all morning, I don't even know what I'm working on, I'll be up even earlier tomorrow, I'm afraid I'll die suddenly."
"Don't be ridiculous, I might be late today, my dad's plane arrives this afternoon and I still have to put Noah to sleep at night."
Sherry said, "Okay, I'm not really sleeping tonight anyway, so I'll come to pick you up."
Stella said, "That's okay, you do your thing, Clarence will drop me off."
While talking to Sherry, her car had slowly pulled into Starry Lake Mansion.
Stella saw the two figures not far away and said to Sherry, "Sherry, that's it for now, see you tonight."
"I'll see you tonight."
Stella stopped the car and was just about to go around and pick up Noah when the backseat door was opened and Clarence was already carrying Noah out.
Stella smiled, got out of the car, and ran straight towards William, "Dad."
William caught her, smiled, and patted her back, "Be careful."
Stella came out of his arms, twinkling in her eyes as if full of bright sunshine in summer, "I thought you are arriving at six o'clock, why so early."
"The flight was moved up, and we're having dinner with Sherry's parents in the evening."
Stella nodded gently. This sounded reasonable.
William added, "Are you coming along?"
Stella paused at that and turned her head to look at Clarence.
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