Erin glanced at the pair of high heels by the door, a cold smile curling at her lips, then turned and left.
Mary, who was just about to enter the room, saw her and asked in surprise, "Miss, where are you going?"
Erin smiled at Mary and said, "I suddenly remembered I have something to do. Let Brett know I won't be back tonight."
Before Mary, still in shock, could say anything, Erin had already turned and walked away.
Erin drove straight to Lily's woodcarving studio. Lily had recently taken on a large order, which required her to work late into the night.
The studio, with only three to five people, was so busy that their backs were nearly breaking.
Seeing how exhausted Lily was, Erin decided not to bother her with her own issues and quietly sat aside, admiring the exquisite wood c
