Sophia woke up the next day. Her sleep was peaceful last night. No wildness nor pain. But surprisingly she was not used to this comfort and felt a little empty. She shook her head and went up. She took her morning routine and went down to eat breakfast. She decided her schedule for today will be meeting with her manager. Maybe she could also do a little shopping.
She sent a message to her manager and after they decided the place, she finished her breakfast and went back to the room to change her clothes. She chose a white Chanel sleeveless dress. It has an above the knee A line skirt. She partnered it with a beige Hermès hand bag. She let down her dark wavy hair and just added a clip. She did not need a lot of make up. She just pressed some powder on her face and added a bit of tint on her lips. She checked her outfit in the mirror. The woman was all dolled up well. She smiled in satisfaction and went down.
She already told the driver to prepare a car earlier. As she arrived outside, she saw the driver waiting, and as if on cue, he opened the car door as he saw her coming. Sophia thanked the driver and slid in the car. The driver closed the door and went in the driver's seat. As he started the car he glanced at the other car behind them and raised his hand as a signal. As the car made its way, the other car with the bodyguards followed. And the Madame of House Ricci travelled safe and sound.
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When Sophia and her manager finished talking about the matters of the shop, she invited her to lunch and had some small talk. The manager was professional and honest. This was the person her husband recommended when she planned to open her shop. He had supported and helped her in everything about her shop. All she need to do was make designs and masterpieces. When she thought of this she remembered her husband and as how he had not called her yet.
Hmp two days in a row.
Sophia knew he was very busy and she cannot also call, so she shrugged it off and continued chatting with the manager. When they were done eating, the manager left to do her bidding while Sophia roamed around the huge and luxurious mall.
She seldom shopped because she always had all she needed and wanted readied for her since young. When she got married it did not change and it became even more accessible. Her husband would prepare her the latest collections of the season, be it bags, shoes, and clothes. Sometimes he would invite a stylist and designer and she could just pick everything she want and it will be made for her. Sophia was satisfied with the arrangement. But looking at the rows of products in the mall, she thought it would also be fun picking out her stuffs personally among all these choices.