Chapter 758

There were also the newly recruited receptionists and assistants to pay. With their excellent abilities, their requested salary must be high.

These were necessary expenses for the studio every month.

She just left the W Marks studio. Could she really afford this much?

If her studio failed to cover all the expenses using its own profit, Brandon would not hesitate to pay for the losses. But that was not what she wanted.

“Not only did you find a studio, but it’s also been decorated already. Isn’t it too early?” Natalie felt a little uneasy.

Brandon easily read what was on Natalie’s mind. He shook his head helplessly.

“Don’t worry about unnecessary things and just work at ease. After eight months, I will bring a professional team to assess the studio’s profit and loss. If it turns out you couldn’t break even, then you can just stop working.”

Inside Natalie, a bad feeling stirred like a storm.

She frowned, “What do you mean? You don’t want me to work?”

“If you’re not able to run a studio as an independent designer, then why bother work at all? I would rather have you at home every day than let you work at W Marks studio with Draco,” Brandon said seriously.

Brandon couldn’t stand knowing his wife was working with a man who once had a crush on her.

Yes, he knew Natalie would never give Draco a chance, but he still couldn’t accept it.

Natalie’s eyebrows knit. She couldn’t believe what he just said. “Brandon, it’s my own business. I will be the one running it and working on it. I don’t need you to make a decision for me.”

“If this doesn’t turn out well, then maybe it’s a sign you should stay at home instead. Maybe it’s our opportunity to have a baby,”

Brandon explained as if it would convince her to agree with him. “You like kids too, don’t you?”

Natalie huffed, “I do like kids, but I don’t think raising kids would prevent me from working. If I need to sacrifice my work to have kids, then I would rather not give birth to them. I won’t give up my career.” 1

how Laney gave up her career to give birth, she couldn’t help but feel

the last

should be able to have their own careers and hobbies. It was the only way they

my studio.” Natalie stood a little firmly, raising her chin a little higher.

confusion and panic. He had no idea how to comfort the angry Natalie.

a voice suddenly came from outside. “Excuse me, is this the studio of the

the direction of the voice and found a graceful woman by the door. Judging from her appearance, Natalie knew she must be an

Natalie asked courteously

found out

address on her social media account, so I specially came here to request

around and asked, “Is this the right

account?” Natalie

a renovation, she hadn’t had the chance

She pointed to the address

realized that the address was indeed here,

information, and why couldn’t she

a suspect crossed

shot Brandon a fierce glare. “Did you do this?” she

who knew

account’s address to this studio a while ago. You know, users could easily track you down through Clyde’s photos. They are quite the detectives, so it’s best to stay

her then that she’d been duped by Brandon. Fury simmered within Natalie, but the

White’s studio?” she

Shooting Brandon another

and warm smile. “Hello, miss,” she greeted. “I’m Natalie White. What type of clothing design are you seeking? Please,

woman into

of coffee for her. “Might I

the coffee, sipping it gently before

inquired, “What kind of clothing design

her teacup aside, Carly replied earnestly, “I saw the outfit you created deeply moved. I’d like you

Natalie took it seriously. “Do you have any specific

considering it; I haven’t quite made up my

probed further,

Carly explained, “After seeing that outfit, I couldn’t help but think of my own grandmother and knew I had to commission you. However,

nodded, her expression veiled and uncertain. “I

from W Marks to design something for me.” Carly

your designs, I just knew you could create exactly what I sought. Now, having seen your studio’s decor, my faith in you is

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