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.

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

our order yet, so it’s not too late to change designers.” Furrowing her

I cannot accept

room was filled with

one could fathom why Natalie would refuse

Natalie gracefully poured coffee for her guests, she softly explained, “I have faith in the designers at W Marks Studio. They possess the skill and creativity to craft 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 at W Marks

perceptive woman,

actions would

but also strain the relationship between Natalie and W Marks Studio, potentially fostering animosity between

absolutely right,” Estella conceded, a contrite expression on

other opportunities to bring you business in the

too, regained

her that they would undoubtedly seek her

conversation shifted from design

their chat, Natalie inquired about the status of Estella and Sean’s

hearing Sean’s name, Estella’s smile was quickly replaced by

even mention

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

blame for Sean’s excessive overtime fell squarely on one person: Brandon!

waving

time and energy from his employees. It’s left Sean with

sudden quiet in the

“Ahem…”

familiar, embarrassed cough

was evident that Estella recognized the voice’s

the harsh words she had

“Actually…”

awkward smile and attempted to

mean, Mr. Larson—is

“It’s too late now.”

deep, charming voice sounded

“Are you criticizing me?”

putting a considerable distance between herself and Brandon, wearing an

Oh, I was merely

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