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.

Marks Studio hasn’t commenced our order yet, so it’s not too late to change designers.” Furrowing her brow, Natalie shook

I

room was filled

one could fathom why Natalie

Marks Studio. They possess the skill and creativity to craft designs that will undoubtedly

perceptive woman, instantly understood Natalie’s

their actions would

reputation of the designers of W Marks Studio but also

conceded, a

assured, I’ll actively seek other opportunities

too, regained their

Natalie’s integrity and candor, assuring her that they would undoubtedly seek her design expertise in the future. Gratitude graced

shifted from design

inquired about the

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

even mention Sean to

fists clenched, Estella fumed, “He is a workaholic! He never has

overtime fell squarely on one person: Brandon! Natalie

continued to vent, waving her fists in

of time and energy from his employees. It’s left Sean with no time

her impassioned tirade, Estella failed to notice the sudden quiet

“Ahem…”

cough interrupted

evident that Estella recognized

face stiffened, and she quickly swallowed the harsh words

“Actually…”

and attempted to

Mr.

“It’s too late now.”

voice

“Are you criticizing me?”

considerable distance between herself and Brandon, wearing an

merely jesting… I’m

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