Chapter 277

This time, Alexander Ellis didn’t even bother to say a word to her—not even the courtesy of a glance. Lydia Bond was relentless, but in the end, it was Mrs. Bond who half-coaxed, half-dragged her out of the studio. Alexander might "just" be a designer, but internationally, he was in high demand. Even royal families and aristocrats overseas held his work in the highest regard. He was someone they really couldn’t afford to offend. In high society, Alexander held a solid status. Pissing him off could mean being blacklisted from future social events—definitely not a smart move. Mrs. Bond knew this all too well and wouldn’t let Lydia keep pushing her luck. If it weren’t for that one time Lydia helped Alexander out with something small, getting in to see him wouldn’t have been easy at all. As soon as the Bonds were out the door, Alexander gave instructions for a full-scale sanitization of the studio. The changing room and anywhere Lydia lingered were top priority. Only after everything had b