In the morning or the next day, Izabelle sent Rosie to kindergarten and returned home. Her normal process was to knot some wears and sew some clothes before finally arriving at her shop by noon. She opened the shop, cleaned it, and started ranging her stuff. In her mind, she made a mental note to mind her business yesterday and not mingle with her neighbors. On this street, she was known to be the only woman who minds her business and doesn't gossip at all. It's not like she can't gossip or is too righteous to gossip, come on, she was someone who loves gossip a lot. She used to be a fan of that with Ruby. But she just doesn't want to associate herself with these women because she knows that the moment she left there, they were going to gossip about her too and that will be so pissing to her. At two-thirty, she sat all alone in her shop, continuing to knit some clothes and wait for customers as the street wasn't lively yet.“Honey, slow down. I don't like this character of yours at a
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