"A week before the party. I am hoping it will be finished."

"Of course, my lord. I shall pay heed to that."

I sighed in relief when it seemed that Desmond wasn't rushing to finish his tuxedo. But that didn't mean that Madam Ibanez would allow us not to have overtime work again. She would rush us for certain to finish it as soon as possible just as she would always do to us.

Then, she wouldn't even dare to pay our overtime working hours.

"One more thing."

I glanced at Desmond when he spoke. His eyes were focused on Madam Ibanez as if he was trying to charm her....