Luna Warner glanced back and noticed Victor Morgan's eyes were also fixed on the mother-daughter pair, his gaze so intense it seemed frozen.
'This is the birthday banquet for the mayor of Aethelgard,' she thought. 'All the guests are major figures. What are Vera Warner and her daughter doing here?'
'Talk about a small world.' She couldn't believe her bad luck. Why did she have to run into this mother-daughter duo everywhere she went?
"What a beautiful mother and daughter. Are they celebrities?"
"And that dress is so unique. It looks like it could be a piece from the designer Willow."
Although Vera Warner had left BELLA, the pinnacle of fashion she had once established still lingered in people's minds. Even now, former clients would seek her out for custom-made pieces.
Besides, some people no longer cared so much about brand names; they valued unique designs more.
