Chapter 150

Julian found it rather hard to believe she knew how to create design drafts. “Why wouldn’t Diana know how to design?” Madam Fulcher suddenly entered the ward, surprising them all. “Many of my clothes were designed by Diana. If she didn’t know how to design, how would she be able to make my clothes so well-fitting and beautiful?” In this day and age, who would sew their clothes by hand? The corners of Kayla’s lips curled in a scorn, betraying her inner thoughts. Madam Fulcher glared at her. “Kayla Winnington. Not even a greeting from you when you see me?” Kayla hated Madam Fulcher from the bottom of her heart, but because Julian was around, she dared not show her disdain. Instead, she forced herself to smile in a bid to please the old lady. “Hello, Grandma. How do you do?” “I’m doing pretty well,” Grandma said huffily. “But it’s not any significant occasion, and here you are, kneeling to Diana. Are you begging for a present from her?” Madam Fulcher slapped her forehead. “O