Chapter 273: Why?
Melody placed the file back on the desk carfefully before picking up the catalogue and checking. And yet, her hands trembled just as the footsteps approached, making her sit straighter as her mother returned.
Marianne Thomas reappeared with two cups and set one in front of her as she walked around the desk to her chair.Here. Black. No sugar. Just like you like it when you’re brooding. So, you want to tell me what put you in such a bad mood?
Melody didn’t smile or answer directly. Instead, she looked up, the catalogue still open in her lap and asked, "Are you planning to hire an interior designer?"
Marianne raised an eyebrow as she settled into her own chair and took a sip. "What makes you say that?"
Melody lifted the catalogue slightly. "This doesn’t exactly look like something you picked up randomly. And you said you were refurnishing. Are you working with someone? Did someone recommend this place to you?"
Her mother leaned back and took anoter slow sip of coffee. "No. I haven’t hired anyone yet. And I will not be hiring a designer. But I do hope to work with someone from LuxeArt here. I like their pieces. Don’t you think they are unique? I mean they look modern and minimalistic but not lifeless like those in magazines. But I have not spoken to anyone about it yet?"
"Yet?" Melody narrowed her eyes. "So you’ve thought about it."
Marianne smiled faintly. "Of course I’ve thought about it. I’m not going to magically develop a liking for all this. But I haven’t made a decision. Why?"
Melody tilted the catalogue just enough for the name to catch the light. "Because this," she said slowly, "is owned by Melanie Collins."