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

help but feel scared. She remembered how Laney lived like a walking dead because of her pregnancy and

was the last

own careers and hobbies. It was the only way they would be their husband’s equal.

studio.” Natalie stood a little firmly, raising her chin a little higher. “So please don’t order

He had no idea how to comfort the

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

in the direction of the voice and found a graceful woman by the door. Judging from her appearance, Natalie

this place?” Natalie

she had only found out about

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

asked, “Is this

media account?” Natalie

today that the store had undergone a renovation, she hadn’t had the chance to update the address of her studio on

to the address on the screen, inquiring, “Isn’t this the right

was indeed here, which

had she updated her personal information, and why couldn’t she

a suspect

glare. “Did you do this?” she demanded

who knew her password and could access her

a while ago. You know, users could

been duped by Brandon. Fury simmered within Natalie, but the

studio?” she interjected.

witness present, Natalie bit her tongue. Shooting Brandon another glare, she whispered venomously, “We’ll discuss

the woman, offering a courteous and warm smile. “Hello, miss,” she

ushered the woman

coffee

sipping it gently before responding, “Carly

“What kind of

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

first commission in her independent studio, Natalie took it seriously. “Do

replied, “I’m still considering it; I haven’t quite

probed further,

seeing that outfit, I couldn’t help but think of my own grandmother and knew I had to commission you. However, I haven’t pinned down a particular

nodded, her expression veiled and uncertain. “I

to design something for me.” Carly

continued with a smile, “But when I saw your designs, I just knew you could create exactly what I sought. Now, having seen

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