I Never Regretted Leaving You (Can't Win Me Back)

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As Isabella’s health gradually recovered, the new school semester began. Perhaps sorrow had turned into joy, for her once misfortunate life seemed to take a turn for the better–her career was finally blossoming.

Isabella’s designs quickly gained popularity among her classmates. Many placed orders for her affordable and stylish clothing. Word of mouth spread fast, and soon her customer base expanded from low–end to mid–tier clients. Her wallet grew thicker, and so did her confidence in earning her own livelihood.

Theodore, lounging on the bed playing a game, casually reminded her, “Sis, people only have so much energy. Even if you’re a steel–strong Iron Lady, your daily output has its limits. That means your income will eventually plateau.”

Isabella, realizing she was overwhelmed with orders, leaned in front of Theodore and humbly sought his advice. “What do you think I should do to break through?”

Pausing his game, Theodore replied, “Sis, you have two options. The first is to shift to a high–end market. The second is to establish your own brand.”

Though his explanation was succinct, Isabella, having been exposed to the upper–class world as a wealthy wife, quickly

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understood his point. However, self–doubt crept in as she wrung her hands. “Socialites and wealthy women usually chase big- name brands. Someone like me with no reputation–how could my designs catch their eye?”

“Sis, even big brands weren’t born famous.”

Theodore’s words planted grand ambitions in Isabella’s heart. “Should I give it a try?” A hopeful glow lit her eyes.

Handing her a client’s order, he said, “If you can satisfy this customer, she’ll surely bring you surprises.”

Isabella looked at the order with some skepticism. “This is just a mid–tier client.”

“Trust me.”

arrived at her rented room to collect her custom gown. Eyeing the modest surroundings with disdain, the client sneered, “How could a

soft–spoken politeness. “Madam, while my place may be humble, it is clean, and I promise the gown will

Isabella handed it over with respect. As

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and meticulous craftsmanship, her eyes

lit up.

color! What’s it called?”

Isabella replied. “Would you like

the gown, revealing an

specially designed undershirt to match the oatmeal cashmere coat,” Isabella explained. “If you don’t mind, it’s my gift to you. But since it’s a complimentary

are! I simply adore you!” the client

bringing a group of socialite friends. She raved about Isabella’s designs, praising

outfit,” she said, beaming.

express my thanks, I’d like to

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them with her professional knowledge, and they eagerly paid substantial deposits before

circle. Her once–humble apartment became a bustling hub for affluent clients, and her customer base steadily climbed upmarket. Orders

But then she turned her gaze toward Theodore, who was still playing

down his spine as an ominous feeling washed over him. Reluctantly, he faced

anymore. You can now attend the

feet, and stomach hurt… everything hurts,” he protested, looking

no career

deciphering alien code to

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