Burning Passion: Love Never Die

In light of Emerie’s persuasive words, Millie found herself compelled to undertake the modifications to her work.

As fate would have it, events took a turn. Millie’s design was completed and dispatched to the client, only to prompt an immediate call of dissatisfaction.

“I distinctly instructed the use of white diamonds. Why, then, have they been replaced with pink? Is my directive a mere whisper lost in the wind of your memory?”

With a measure of patience, Millie offered her explanation.

“My sincerest apologies. I chose pink initially due to its appeal among most children. I was aiming to cater to their preferences,” Millie clarified with remorse.

“Pray tell, who do you envision yourself to be? Do you perchance possess a deeper understanding of my child than I do? Remember, the inclinations of most children do not encompass every child’s disposition. There are exceptions to the rule. Do you truly possess the acumen for design?”

when he discovered the design

echoed through the phone. She adjusted its position, inadvertently sharing the

client’s tirade had subsided, Millie cautiously returned the phone to

The blame lies with me for altering the color without your consent.

“Proceed swiftly, then.”

retrieved the design draft and made her way

The client has emphasized his preference for

diamonds. If the client’s taste veers

responsibility? Despite Millie’s ordeal during the client’s reprimand,

commitment to bearing responsibility in case of adversity. Why did your voice remain silent during the recent exchange?” Millie queried with a blend

from answering since the client was addressing you directly. My aim was to avoid exacerbating his frustration.

spoken her piece, Emerie stood and collected her