Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 292

Effie hadn't lied-when Ms. Cooper got angry, she really did block Effie's number.

Effie spoke up again, her tone earnest. "I admit, I really didn't handle things well before, and I wasted your valuable time. I want to sincerely apologize. If you're willing, please give me another chance. This time, I promise I'll put my full effort into your design and deliver a result that satisfies you."

Ms. Cooper's expression softened a little. Effie wasn't making excuses or shifting blame—she was taking responsibility and apologizing.

But even so, Ms. Cooper wasn't swayed. She simply couldn't forgive someone who didn't respect her time.

"I accept your apology," Ms. Cooper said crisply, "but I don't think we need to continue working together."

Effie persisted. "Actually, I've been reviewing your requests these past few days. I put together a new design draft based on your feedback. This is just the first draft would you like to take a look?"

She slid the portfolio across the table toward Ms. Cooper.

But Ms. Cooper was a perfectionist-organized, meticulous, and demanding nothing less than excellence. The moment she noticed the crumpled sheets in Effie's portfolio, her gaze darkened, a flash of displeasure in her eyes.

"You bring me a wrinkled draft?" she said sharply. "That shows you don't respect me or my project. I see no reason to look any further."

along the way... But what was the point

me. But regardless of the paper,

hand aside, and Effie lost her grip—the portfolio scattered, pages spilling

the

then, two people approached and greeted Ms. Cooper.

Cooper's demeanor shifted in an instant,

a bright, poised smile. "Sorry, the traffic was

watch and gave a small shake of her

was famously punctual-she hated making people wait, and she hated being made to wait just as much. As a rule, she always arrived

so much for inviting me to represent your

fan-she's looked up

such an honor for me," Isabel replied,

on, "She's actually here today. I'll introduce you

"I'd love that."

Effie had managed to gather almost all the scattered pages-except for one, which had ended up beneath