Chapter 95
Somewhere in the province of France…
The following day, Kristel worked on her entry. She finished drafting her designs; now, she is sewing the white gown.
It didn’t take long for her to finish working on the upper dress. She followed to work on the skirt using floral embroidery lace fabric when a car pulled over at the entrance.
Kristel took only a little care of who it was. She need not be concerned if it was the chauffeur Galvin sent for her. The chauffeur can wait until she finishes and returns to Paris.
She was immersed in drafting the veil, inspired by the flowers and leaves she picked out in the meadow. Hence, she didn’t hear the door creak when someone pushed it open.
“Hello, Miss Pearson.”
Kristel looked up and distinguished the person who came into her bedroom.
“You are…” Her eyes widened upon recognizing the man. “Mr. Laurent!”
“I’m here not to interrupt but to supervise your entry. So please remain seated, okay?”
“Alright.” Kristel nodded excitedly.
Henri Laurent said he did

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