Sara Lang was puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Arabella Vanderbilt's gaze shifted to the bag in Sara Lang's hand, suddenly asking:
"How long have you been learning embroidery?"
Sara Lang was completely baffled by Arabella Vanderbilt's abrupt change of topic.
"I've been learning since I was a child..."
As Sara Lang said this, she tightened her grip on the bag, a trace of melancholy appearing between her brows. Arabella Vanderbilt caught it and couldn't help but glance at her more intently.
This girl, she's full of secrets.
"We have a lot to do this afternoon, so let's skip shopping for now."
"Huh? But didn't you just say..."
Arabella Vanderbilt smirked and raised her eyebrows at Sara Lang, "I think tomorrow is a more suitable day than today."
"..."
Sara Lang had no idea what the woman in front of her was thinking, and was even more puzzled about what would happen tomorrow. How could she know?
"But, what are we doing this afternoon?"
