The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 771

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.

I chose W Marks initially because you were the designer there. Now that you’re an independent designer, we have no reason to remain with

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

I cannot accept the

room was filled

fathom why

and creativity to craft designs that will undoubtedly please you. While I appreciate your kind gesture

perceptive woman, instantly

their actions would

would not only tarnish the reputation of the designers of W Marks Studio but also strain the relationship

conceded, a contrite expression

seek other opportunities to bring you business in

others, too,

assuring her that they would undoubtedly seek her design expertise in the

shifted from design

about the status of

Estella’s smile was

even mention Sean

workaholic!

excessive overtime fell squarely on one person: Brandon! Natalie chuckled awkwardly,

to vent, waving her

squeezing every last drop of time and energy from

sudden quiet in the room or

“Ahem…”

cough interrupted

that Estella

face stiffened, and she quickly swallowed the harsh words

“Actually…”

managed an awkward smile and attempted to curry favor with

eyes, Brandon—no, I mean, Mr. Larson—is the

“It’s too late now.”

charming voice sounded from

“Are you criticizing me?”

immediately sprang up, putting a considerable distance between

merely jesting… I’m here to introduce some potential

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