"Unfortunately, His Lordship did not like the outcome of his tuxedo."
"What?!" I slammed the table upon hearing Sir Elron had returned this day after Desmond's tuxedo had been finished the other day and was delivered yesterday.
"Seraphina..." Niscia halted me from almost making a commotion. "You need to calm down," she said softly, placing her hands on my shoulders.
"No..." I shook my head. "I cannot possibly calm down from what I was hearing right now..." I said through gritted teeth. "We spent one week and five days just so we can finish his tuxedo! And he would tell us that his master doesn't like the outcome? Outrageous!"
"Seraphina..." I removed the hands of Niscia from my shoulders. I just couldn't help getting annoyed hearing this from Desmond's butler.
That son of a bitch... He had the nerve to say that he didn't like how we sewed for his tuxedo? Damn him! He must go to hell!
"What is the commotion here?"
We all turned our heads when Madam Ibanez who had just arrived fro