Chapter 285

That afternoon, while I was deeply engrossed in sketching designs for our spring collection, a heated argument outside my office broke my concentration.

One voice was unmistakably familiar, and the other wasn’t completely from a stranger.

I had barely cracked open the door when I heard Christine’s unmistakable retort, “Don’t you get it? I said no, we’re not taking your business! Designing a dress for you is beneath Jane’s talent!”

“Hmph!” The other party scoffed, dripping with their usual arrogance. “Well, I’m laying it out here. You’ll do it whether you want to or not.”

Only Dorothy could wield such brazen bullying.

“And what it I refuse?” Christine stood her ground, opening her arms in a gesture of defiance. “Why don’t you call the cops? Oh, right, you’ll need animal control for that. Don’t bother dialing 911 and waste their time.”

when it

it came to verbal sparing, Christine was undefeatable.

teeth, “You sure you won’t do it? Fine, then I’ll

I’ll do it!”

stepped forward, making my presence

another way to squash any lingering feelings I might have for Bryant,

was

moments of despair and disillusionment, I had thought he was the light in my

okay with paying, why should I have any issue with

she was right. If she chose to be our enemy. Janedream would struggle

risk offending a powerful and well–established family for a small fry like

outfit, smirked at me, “At least you know what’s good for you.

hasn’t mastered the art of animal

to catch on that I was echoing Christine’s earlier insinuation, calling her a

scomful chuckle, “People like you, born to serve me, can only find joy in petty

victories.”

I clenched

my fist

find along the way play

family, a household whose wealth and power dwarfed that of generations of

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