Uncovering My Wife's Secrets

Chapter 82 Aren’t You Preparing A Gift?

Susan smiled and said, “Your design is not bad.”

Since Abigail would not listen to her actual criticism, there was no need for her to say anything truthfully. Abigail was actually skilled in fashion design to a certain extent. A few of her standard designs were not bad. Unfortunately, she was not the kind that would accept criticism. She was too full of herself.

Changing the topic, Susan smiled and said, “Layla, shall we eat hotpot or steak later?”

“Let’s eat steak,” Layla said with a smile. “Not only are we coming to learn from you but also freeloading. I hope you don’t mind.”

Abigail’s design received good feedback and that made Layla feel a little better. She could take the chance at lunch to assess Abigail’s dining etiquette.

Abigail’s performance up till that point had not been bad.

“Layla, you’re being too polite. If you had more free time, I could only wish for you to eat and drink at my place every day.” Susan smiled and called the helpers to prepare steak.

She returned to the sofa and sat down. Susan stopped talking about design and talked to Layla about other things.

They chatted pleasantly about lipsticks and new limited-edition bags until lunch was served.

Abigail’s etiquette during lunch was very on point.

She then took the initiative to speak to Susan again. “Aunt Susan, I have another idea. After adding flounces to the strapless princess dress, I want to embed pearls on the edge of the dress. What do you think of my idea?”

“It would make a good singular piece of dress,” Susan said tactfully.

It would not a big problem to make it into a single item for collection or wearing out from time to time. Being a little quirky occasionally would not draw any comments from others.

But mass producing it would cause a huge loss for the company.

Abigail’s design for regular pieces was not bad. But when it came to evening gowns, she always wanted to integrate all kinds of elements, so they looked awkward and odd.

“Do you think the sales will be good if it is mass-produced?” Abigail asked. She further added, “I think the sales will definitely be good. We won’t target the lower class for such a high-end product. We will target socialites in Jadeborough. They can accept a higher price for this kind of dress. If we customize 100 pieces and sell them at 150 thousand dollars per piece, we can profit 10 million.”

Susan remained silent.

suddenly lost her appetite for the

get the courage to set the

be outrageous. She would soon

and said, “Abigail, don’t produce so much. Almost all the socialites in Jadeborough have fixed stylists. Their styling studios have fixed clothing brands that

Abigail, “Abigail, you don’t need to think about the production phase. You just need to work on the

on their side than Julian and had already prepared many

designs were chosen by Susan personally, and she

lot of support on the showcase that

Abigail to visit Susan mainly to see if Abigail had any talent in fashion

to hurry. She would save Abigail to slap Annalise and Julian in the face in the future.

Mom,” Abigail

while

left Susan’s villa. She looked

you’re very smart?”

did not know

she mean?” Abigail

fine just now? Why did her expression suddenly change? Was menopause

should know Susan’s status in the fashion industry. Do you think it is appropriate for

Layla was Alexander’s mother, so she could not afford to offend Layla. Abigail could only explain, “Mom, it is not that. I was not boasting or disrespecting Aunt Susan. I want Auntie Susan to see that I’m confident in my work. You know that

“You’re quite

Susan’s approval. I want to improve so that

smart. Be humble when it’s time to be humble, especially

obediently while cursing in her heart.

the Medical University. Master Quigley’s eldest disciple, Jonathan Woods, is returning to the country. If you can become his disciple, it will be very

was thinking that if Abigail could become Jonathan Woods’ disciple, they would have more

the Parks Group’s reputation, who

a friend to find out about Jonathan

“Okay,” Layla replied.