Hannah burst out, “Can you believe Sophia quoted Mr. Ferguson half our price? It’s obvious she’s targeting us on purpose!”
Half the price?
Briony just smiled.
“Briony! How are you still smiling right now?” Hannah glared at her, frustrated. “That’s downright underhanded! She’s blatantly breaking the rules—completely shameless!”
“It’s fine.” Briony patted Hannah’s shoulder reassuringly. “Mr. Ferguson will come back to us.”
At those words, Hannah finally relaxed. Briony never made promises lightly—if she said it with that kind of certainty, she must have a plan.
Sure enough, on the night of the Lantern Festival, Mr. Ferguson called again.
Sophia had messed up—badly.
She’d botched the restoration of a late 19th-century porcelain vase, leaving it almost unrecognizable.
Now, Mr. Ferguson had no choice but to come back to Briony.
But Briony told Hannah to refuse his request outright.
She refused to work with anyone who had no sense of professional ethics. Even when Mr. Ferguson offered double their original fee, she didn’t waver.
Enraged, Mr. Ferguson turned around and sued Sophia.
The Hudson family was thrown into a panic.
Briony’s uncle—Sophia’s father, Leander Hudson—waited outside the studio all afternoon, hoping to catch her. He stayed until nightfall, but Briony never appeared.
By closing time, all the staff had left. Hannah was the last to go; when she spotted Leander still waiting, she offered a “helpful” reminder: “Sorry, Mr. Hudson, but our boss already left at three.”
“She left?” Leander frowned. “I’ve been here the whole time—I didn’t see her.”
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