Leisurely sipping her coffee, Natalie replied, “I surmised that Mandy couldn’t fulfill your vision.”

“Oh?” Carly’s confusion persisted.

Was Mandy considered an inferior designer in Natalie’s eyes? “Please don’t misunderstand.

I have no intention of disparaging Mandy.”

Observing Carly’s perplexity, Natalie clarified with a smile.

“Quite the contrary, Mandy is a remarkable designer. However, each designer possesses a unique style. Mandy’s creations lean towards opulence, making them perfect for lavish galas or soirées, but ill- suited to your specific needs.”

The moment Natalie encountered Mandy in Carly’s company, she intuitively grasped that Mandy would fail to meet Carly’s expectations for a designer.

Natalie had laid eyes on Mandy’s work, undeniably exceptional in its splendor and intricacy, but ill-suited to Carly’s grandmother’s humble demeanor. Thus, Mandy’s design style was bound to be inadequate for Carly’s satisfaction.

Natalie’s silence that day was an act of courtesy towards Mandy, a gesture to avoid the appearance of vengefulness, as their relationship was strained by an underlying grudge.

Direct confrontation risked creating an uncomfortable spectacle and might sway Carly’s choice— an outcome Natalie wished to avert.

As a designer, Natalie’s professionalism and integrity resonated with Carly.

Despite her connections to the prestigious White family and her position as Mr. Larson’s wife, Natalie defied Carly’s initial assumptions of arrogance and indifference.

Through their conversations, Carly discovered Natalie’s flawless interpersonal skills and unwavering design expertise.

This revelation softened Carly’s demeanor, and she warmly expressed her relief, “I’m so glad to have such a skilled designer like you create clothing for my grandmother. I trust you’ll exceed my expectations.”

“Absolutely!” Natalie replied, her face beaming with confidence. Presenting her prepared design sketches and materials to Carly, she suggested, “You can take these home for your grandmother to review. If she’s interested, we can discuss further.”

Noticing Natalie’s thorough preparation, Carly nodded approvingly. “Alright, I’ll visit you another day.”

Having said that, she accepted the documents, flipped through a few pages to ensure everything was in order, and stood up to leave.

see.” Consequently, she was caught off guard when the door swung open. She

sets of eyes locked onto

composure, Lexi sheepishly grinned, “I was just … walking by … Just walking by

an amused smile, Natalie apologized to Carly, “I’m so sorry, Mrs. Reed. My assistant can

apologized as well, “I’m sorry, Mrs. Reed. That was my mistake. I

in high spirits,

you supposed to be a professional assistant? What were you doing eavesdropping? I can’t imagine Sean ever doing

wished she could

earnestly apologized again, “Boss, I’m so sorry! My curiosity got the better of me. I promise not to repeat such foolishness!” Natalie, not meaning to cause distress, waved her hand dismissively. “It’s fine.

relief and said, “Thank you, boss. But you predicted things so accurately.

doubted Natalie’s

sipped water, she simply said, “I’m

laughter bubbled up at Natalie’s remark. Suddenly,

design, didn’t that mean Brandon had lost the bet between him

consequence of defeat, Brandon would have to serve as

CEO of the Larson Group trading places with her as

The thought was staggering!

she inform Sean beforehand so that Brandon could

wavered in

work in Natalie’s studio

she felt sincerely grateful

great personality, which was the reason Sean recommended her for the job at Natalie’s

never

now he was replacing her as Natalie’s assistant. So, if anything

Brandon. He was frantically drinking his coffee, trying to stay

that someday he might actually die because

feelings, Sean picked up

the text message, his eyes widened in shock, and he spat

of coffee spraying out of Sean’s mouth and

of Sean’s lips twitched as he wondered how to tell Brandon

just learned from the text that Brandon had lost a bet to his wife, which

found out that Sean now knew about his secret, would he

massaged his temples and said impatiently, “I’ll be picking up Natalie later, so go get changed quickly and

the courage to ask, “Boss, have you… have you

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