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.

whole reason I’m here buttering

absolutely right. You’re more experienced since you’ve been

was in excellent spirits as she left the studio. She even promised,

shots for free if you

that Christina had snagged herself

information. She was

her first order.

she registered her company’s official website

and got the social media channels set up. It was now time

create some content.

capture public attention without any

designs from when she worked at Radiant Corporation. While photos of Coco’s dress

original designs as showpieces

soon enough, and she began sketching

the evening snapped her out of

absent–mindedly. A woman’s gentle voice drifted over the receiver. “Hello, is your studio hiring an

address. Come over

The floorboards were in need of a good scrubbing. I really need

can come right now,” replied

wait for

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

to work because she was creating the designs

series of exquisite evening gown sketches materialized on her desk that night. The colors and cutting of each design were flawless; the gowns were gorgeous enough for a major runway

sore muscles just as the doorbell

tall woman in casualwear. The visitor did not

woman asked, “Hello, I’m Rayne Maguire. I called earlier about the assistant job.

time. Christina chose not to dwell on that and replied,

handed some documents to

through the résumé and realized the applicant had a wealth of experience in

will be ten thousand after probation. However, you won’t be able to take

public holidays off

red flags that Christina could see, and a permanent hire still hinged on Rayne’s

right. Thank you,

left shortly after confirming several details

in all, Christina thought her entrepreneurial career had been off

she never expected to receive as many visitors

strong, floral fragrance filled the studio then. Christina looked up and saw

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 in his hand, he looked like a vampire