Chapter 13-----Mr. Evans Is A Bachelor
"Audrey, have you been living under a rock?" Birdie gaped. "There's only one Waverly Manor in Lorborough—the Evans estate! That family's ancestors were founding revolutionaries. They're practically royalty, just without the tabloids. And now they're inviting you to design for the matriarch? Do you know what this means? Every socialite in the city will be clawing for your designs next!"
The marketing manager nearly vibrated out of his shoes. "Boss, we're about to hit the big leagues!"
"Hold on." I stood, gripping my desk. "Birdie, are you sure this isn't a scam? Did you verify—"
She rolled her eyes so hard I worried they'd stick. "I triple-checked. The steward sounded like he graduated from How to Be Impeccably Polite University. They even offered
