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.

were the designer there. Now that you’re an independent

voice 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

But I cannot accept the

room was filled

one could fathom why Natalie would refuse

that will undoubtedly please you. While I appreciate

a perceptive woman, instantly understood Natalie’s

their actions would have

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

absolutely right,” Estella conceded, a contrite expression

seek other opportunities to bring you business

too,

they would undoubtedly seek

conversation shifted from design to

chat, Natalie inquired about the status of Estella and

upon hearing Sean’s name, Estella’s smile was

mention Sean to

workaholic! He never

for Sean’s excessive overtime fell squarely on one person: Brandon! Natalie chuckled awkwardly, “Oh,

to vent, waving her

his wife while squeezing every last drop of time and energy from his employees. It’s

the sudden quiet in the room or

“Ahem…”

familiar, embarrassed cough

Estella

she quickly swallowed the harsh

“Actually…”

managed an awkward smile and attempted to curry

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

“It’s too late now.”

charming voice sounded from behind

“Are you criticizing me?”

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

merely jesting… I’m here

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