Mrs Jewell Champagne Smoking «EXTENDED ◆»

She took a sip of the cold, crisp champagne, the bubbles dancing on her tongue. Then, she leaned back, took another long drag from her cigarette, and let the smoke drift towards the ceiling. In that moment, surrounded by the soft glow of the lounge and the smooth sounds of the saxophone, Mrs. Jewell was exactly where she wanted to be. She was a woman who had lived a full life, and she wasn't finished yet. Not by a long shot.

Arthur nodded and deftly refilled her glass. "And what are we celebrating tonight, if I may ask?" Mrs Jewell Champagne Smoking