After eating, Owen Moreland drove in the direction of PAER Studio.
It was midday break time, and there weren't many people in the studio; most had gone out for lunch. Some brought their own meals, sitting at their desks watching TV dramas on their computers while scooping food into their mouths with spoons.
Someone greeted Amelia Clarke, and she responded with a smile.
Samantha Roberts' sewing room was piled high with various fabrics, with threads of all shapes and colors atop the grid cabinets, and scissors, leather measures, chalk powder, and scraps of fabric were scattered on the cutting board.
Amelia's five requested garments hung on the mannequins, and perhaps thanks to Kiara's fond praise, the more Amelia looked, the more she felt these five pieces of clothing exuded a sense of fashion, elegance, and grandeur.
As she was packing the clothes into a box, Samantha Roberts happened to return. Seeing her, she seemed somewhat surprised, "Amelia, you're here?"
