A Crazy Night Novel

Chapter 233 The First Order

Christina arched a brow at Gwyneth and challenged, “You’re welcome to find another designer if you don’t

trust me.”

Christina would never jeopardize her reputation by putting out a subpar design.

“Well, I’m not in a rush, and I’m sure you’ll work on the design until I’m satisfied, yes?” came Gwyneth’s

response.

She had witnessed Christina’s talent in the past, or she would not have approached the latter.

Plus, I can’t find a better designer now…

Christina replied, “Then don’t fret about it. I feel obligated to remind you, though, that the design is going to take some time.”

The process of designing a dress did not merely stop at the sketching stage. After rounds of editing and the client’s stamp of approval, there was still the final step of sewing the dress from scratch.

Back when she still worked for Radiant Corporation, Christina had always felt as though she was sacrificing quality for quantity.

Things were different now. She could nitpick at every aspect of the design until she was satisfied instead of leaving it to another department or colleague.

“I’m not in a rush.” Gwyneth surveyed the empty studio and added, “And since your studio just opened, I suppose I’m your only customer at the moment.”

Christina shot her a sheepish smile. In fact, there was still a pile of work to get through before her studio’s operations were in full swing.

Before she could utter a reply, Gwyneth smirked amusedly and offered, “If you need some extra publicity, I’m happy to shoot a couple of promotional photos for you. I’ll give you a discount.”

Delight flitted through Christina’s gaze. No wonder she’s such a popular celebrity.

Gwyneth’s shrewdness was impressive. Christina surmised that Gwyneth must have recognized her talents because of Coco’s dress and wanted to build a close working relationship with her.

Christina propped her jaw on one arm and muttered thoughtfully, “As you know, my studio just opened. There’s still a pile of expenses to get through… Coco actually offered to let me take her photos for free.”

“Coco can hardly be considered in the same tier as me, can she?”

The retort masked Gwyneth’s panic and frustration at the mere possibility of someone else swiping her accolades and popularity in the film industry.

Still, she had her pride and would not admit defeat so easily.

the whole reason I’m here buttering Christina

experienced since you’ve been in the industry longer

excellent spirits as she left

publicity shots for free if you want me on the

implied that Christina had snagged herself a great

She was grateful to

her first order.

she registered her company’s

computer and got the social

create some content.

capture public attention without

use any of her past designs from when she worked at Radiant Corporation. While photos of Coco’s dress were a viable option, the material was depressingly

decided to put out some original designs as

she

the evening snapped her out

drifted over the receiver. “Hello, is your studio

Come over

up and appraised her messy studio. The floorboards were in need of a good scrubbing.

come right now,” replied the

wait for you in the

studio’s address. After putting down her phone, she promptly returned her attention to

was exceptionally motivated to work because she was creating the

colors and cutting of each design

out her sore muscles just as the

to a slim, tall woman in casualwear. The

“Hello, I’m Rayne Maguire. I called earlier about the assistant job. Are you

for the first time. Christina chose not to dwell on that and replied, “Yes.

handed some documents to

through the résumé and realized the applicant had a

However, you won’t be able to take most. public holidays off. Is that okay

never got public holidays off at my old jobs,” replied

and a permanent hire still hinged on Rayne’s work performance. She declared, “Great.

right. Thank you,

left shortly after confirming

Christina thought her entrepreneurial career had been off to a good

never expected to receive as many

fragrance filled the studio then. Christina looked up and

earring on his right earlobe, and a bouquet of blood–red roses