“Which means this Mr. Smith should be from out of town,” Joyce said as she scratched her chin thoughtfully.

Natalie merely shrugged. “Who cares where he is from. It’s got nothing to do with us anyway. Let’s go.”

“Yes, let’s go find that b*tch Jasmine,” Joyce said as she helped Natalie to her feet.

As they passed the first row of seats, a man dressed as a bodyguard came up to them and stopped them in their tracks. “May I know if the two of you are in charge of Studio Nouveau?”

“And you are?” Joyce stepped up protectively to shield Natalie behind her as she regarded the man with wariness.

The man continued with a straight face. “I work for Mr. Smith. I’ve been sent to extend an invitation for you to meet with him.”

“Meet with us?” Joyce and Natalie exchanged looks.

Natalie furrowed. “May I ask what is the purpose of this meeting?”

“To discuss matters concerning the bidding exercise. This way please, ladies.” The man’s gesture and body language suggested that declining was not an option.

“What now, Nat? Should we

and paused. “We’ll go. It doesn’t look like he

to do us harm?”

I doubt he would be so bold as

reluctantly agreed and assisted Natalie as they followed the bodyguard

couch. He was average-looking, dressed in an ordinary suit, and was unremarkable in every way imaginable. How could someone so distinctively average

though he had read

at him.

short notice, so

may we know why were we

seat.” He replied

to assist Natalie over to

are from out of town and are unknowns in J City. It was through sheer luck that we managed to clinch the project. This is why we are seeking a partner that could help us design and produce the pieces for the winter

me tell

Natalie’s name forward but

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