Only then did Natalie notice several others standing beside Estella.

She greeted them with a beaming smile, “Hello, and welcome to my studio.”

They returned Natalie’s warm welcome.

Estella grinned, “Aside from paying you a visit, my friends also wish to commission you to design a few garments for them.

Might you have the time?”

Natalie was taken aback by Estella’s unexpected visit and the generous offer.

She was deeply touched.

“Thank you, Estella.”

“Oh, there’s no need for thanks.”

Estella brushed off the gratitude with a wave of her hand.

“Shall we head inside?”

Natalie eagerly ushered everyone into the reception area and instructed Lexi to prepare coffee.

Once all was in order, Natalie inquired with anticipation, “What kind of designs are you looking for?”

One of Estella’s companions chimed in, “Truth be told, we initially placed this order with W Marks Studio.

However, upon learning you’d established your own studio, we’d like you to take over the project.”

Natalie’s surprise was evident.

“An order from W Marks? Is that…appropriate?” Estella nodded, her smile reassuring.

initially because you were the designer there. Now that you’re an independent designer, we have no

concurred, “Exactly. It was your designs we sought from the start. W Marks Studio hasn’t commenced our order yet, so it’s not too late to change designers.” Furrowing

But I cannot accept the

room was

fathom why Natalie would

designs that will undoubtedly please you. While I appreciate your kind gesture to switch designers temporarily to bring me business, it would ultimately hurt the designers

a perceptive woman, instantly

their actions would have been

only tarnish the reputation of the designers of W Marks Studio but

absolutely right,” Estella conceded, a contrite expression on her

other opportunities to bring you business in the

too,

impressed by Natalie’s integrity and candor, assuring her that they would undoubtedly seek her design expertise

from design to more casual

about the

name, Estella’s smile was quickly replaced by

mention Sean

fists clenched, Estella fumed, “He is a workaholic! He never has any time to spend with

squarely on one person: Brandon! Natalie chuckled awkwardly,

continued to vent, waving her fists in

to enjoy leisure time with his wife while squeezing every last drop of time

tirade, Estella failed to notice the sudden quiet in the room or the

“Ahem…”

familiar, embarrassed cough

evident that Estella recognized the voice’s

and she quickly swallowed the

“Actually…”

smile and attempted to curry

I mean, Mr. Larson—is the finest boss in the

“It’s too late now.”

voice sounded from

“Are you criticizing me?”

sprang up, putting a considerable distance between herself and Brandon, wearing an

today. Oh, I was merely jesting… I’m here to introduce some

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