Isabelle Greene got out of her favorite flower shop, holding on to a porcelain vase. She thanked her friend, sho was fortunately the owner of the shop, before leaving into her car.
"I will make sure to visit you at the mansion." Her friend said to her and she nodded her head.
"Sure. I hope you come along with your daughter."
The woman giggled. "Sure will, Mrs Greene."
Isabelle points to the vase. "I will love more of this design the next time I visit your shop."
"Sure." The woman smiled at her.
"Thank you once more."
Isabelle turned the ignite, and zoomed away from her shop.
A car stood behind the shop, and the woman who sat at the driver's seat stared at the car which had just zoomed away.
The owner of the car, Mirabella remembered all what her father had told
