For the past week, Levi and I had been living in the studio, almost submerged in work.
Although we hadn't fully settled into a routine yet, the scattered tasks kept us too busy to take a break.
The only time we could truly unwind was when we went home at night. Of course, that was if I ignored the constant bickering between Levi and Eric.
During this time, Mom called, asking me to come home for dinner. I used work as an excuse to avoid it.
There was no other reason—I simply didn't want to go. Mom had mentioned that members of the Cornell family would also be there.
In the past, I was just a tool for the Cornell family's marriage alliance. Now, with LunaGlo, it seemed my status had been upgraded, and they wouldn't let go so easily.
Unfortunately, Jack didn't seem to share my desire to avoid the situation.
After a long day in the studio with Levi, we finally wrapped up the designer selection. When I opened the door to the studio, I was greeted by Jack standing sternly in the doorway. Behind him stood Elsa, looking as innocent as ever.
When I saw them, I didn't say a word but simply observed.
Jack was the first to speak, clearly unable to hold back. "Go home."
"I'm not going." I sidestepped and walked past them.
Elsa grabbed my arm. "Jane, could you please stop being so stubborn? Jeremiah and Mrs. Cornell are there. It's an important occasion. You should really show up."
I sneered. It seemed the Cornells couldn't wait any longer.
If they were making such a big deal out of it, it would make me look petty if I didn't go. "Well, let's go, then."
I turned back to Levi, who looked concerned. "You should head home first."
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