Arther's POV
Vivian came back, heard that I had approached her, and came to visit. I could see that she had dressed up carefully today, but the hair ornament was rather familiar, so I looked at it twice more and inquired, "Is this the work of any designer?"
She ran her hand over it for a moment, as if she had just responded, and nodded with a smile, "Yes, it's all the rage in town now, but she doesn't do much of it, so now it's all made by appointment. I wish she could do more."
I hope so, but I'd prefer her work to be for people who knew her, like me.
I wasn't going to say to Vivian for now that the designer of the new dress should be Carlotta, and if she could sell more of her other pieces in town, I was sure she would become more famous and the ready-to-wear store should be more pop
