~Jessica's Mansion~
Jessica was deep in concentration, her expression was serious, her brows slightly furrowed in thought as she carefully sketched out her latest designs in the quiet of her design room.
The pencil dancing across the paper of her sketchbook as she adjusted lines and shapes, refining every little and fine detail meticulously.
A soft knock broke the silence, as it echoed gently through the room. Jessica didn't look up. She paused briefly but continued working, her voice calm but slightly impatient. "Yes? What's the problem?"
She assumed it was one of the maids. Her guess was right. A gentle voice spoke from the other side of the door, "Ma'am, Mr. Damon is here to see you."
Jessica's hand stilled. Her pencil hovered above the paper. Her brows knit together in confusion. "Damon? Where is he?" Her voice contemplative.
"Downstairs, ma'am," came the quiet reply.
