When Matthew saw it was Freda, his face instantly turned sullen.
He stammered, "Ms. Healey, that's not what I meant."
Pointing to the jewelry box, he continued, "I really admire your work. I bought this piece to show my sincerity. I truly hope to work with you..."
Freda interrupted, motioning for Charlotte to return the box to Matthew. "If you had any good eyes, you'd know this jewelry isn't worth that price, nor is it something to flatter me with. Charlotte is my only student, and I believe I've taught her well. If you can't even appreciate her, then there's no point in seeking me out."
With that, Freda turned and walked away with Charlotte.
Matthew stood there, holding the box, his hand trembling with anger.
Charlotte had set him up again!
He had spent a fortune and humbled himsel
