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

right. You’re more experienced since you’ve been in the

excellent spirits as she left the studio. She even promised, “Fine.

publicity shots for free if you want

implied that Christina had

all the information. She was grateful to

her first order.

registered her company’s official

and got the social media

create some content.

alone would struggle to capture

when she worked at Radiant Corporation.

original designs

and she

call in the evening snapped her out of

receiver. “Hello,

you the address. Come over

looked up and appraised her messy studio. The floorboards were in need of

right

for you in the

texted the other party her studio’s address. After putting down her phone, she promptly returned her

exceptionally motivated to work because she was creating the

sketches materialized on her desk that night. The colors and cutting of each design were flawless;

muscles just

tall woman in casualwear. The visitor did not appear dressed for an

Rayne Maguire. I called earlier about the assistant job. Are you the

Christina

handed

the applicant had a

you won’t be able to take most.

public holidays off

no red flags that Christina could see, and a permanent hire still hinged on Rayne’s work performance. She declared, “Great. You can start work

Thank

shortly after confirming several details

in all, Christina thought her entrepreneurial career had been off to a

she never expected to receive as many visitors as she

floral fragrance filled the studio then. Christina looked up and saw a tall figure entering through

the studio, dressed in a black suit and looking as bewitching as ever. With his dark gaze, a cross–shaped earring on his right earlobe, and a bouquet of blood–red roses