Melanie returned home in a surprisingly good mood, a complete opposite of how she had left this morning.
It had been a productive day where where everything seemed to fall into place, which of course helped her mood..
The bank had finally approved her loan, giving her the funds she desperately needed to stabilize things. She'd managed to fix a meeting with Peter who could help her turn LuxeArt around, and, as a cherry on top, she had sold off all the so-called 'art' that Madam Collins had proudly displayed in the showroom. That one had been a true eye sore!
Melanie shuddered at the thought of that but then walked into the house with a lightness in her step.
For once, she didn't even care that Adam was lounging on the sofa, watching her with that irritating smirk of his. Normally, she would have braced herself for whatever battle she would have to finght with him, but not today. Today, her good mood was bulletproof. Or so she thought...
