"Didn't you say you haven't given up on your art design and even started your own studio? Let's head over there. I want to see if you've lost your touch over the years," Jade said, always one to dive straight into business as soon as she got in the car.
"Sure," Mila agreed, starting the engine and driving off.
As they pulled onto the road, Mila noticed two dark cars following them in the rearview mirror.
"Don't worry about those. They're just my staff's cars. They have to follow us," Jade explained casually.
Mila nodded and decided to ignore them.
Silence settled in the car again.
Jade had never approved of Mila's marriage or her decision to sideline her talents, and with both of them having stubborn streaks, they hadn't spoken for nearly seven years. Now, neither knew quite how to break the ice.
...
After a few moments of driving, Jade broke the silence.
"What's the deal with you and Roland?"
Mila was caught off guard by her aunt's question. She hesitated for a few seconds before explaining about the dress.
"He ordered a custom gown from me once. I attended a family dinner at his house, but we haven't had much contact. We're not close."
"Good, it's better that way," Jade replied, her tone serious.
Feeling uneasy, Mila asked, "Is there something wrong with him?"
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