In My Desperate Time

It's twelve o’clock in two hours, a lunch break.

There will be a two-hour break at noon. The address Donny gave me is only ten minutes' drive from the company, so I should be able to go there.

After work, I go straight to Donny's hotel.

The door is open. I knock on the door and Donny says, “Please come in.”

Donny is rich and he lives in the presidential suite.

He is talking to a woman about a watch that has just come out.

That woman is none other than Whitney Jordan.

I never thought I'd run into Whitney Jordan again.

It seems that there is a pair of hands in the dark and connects us together.

“You?” Whitney Jordan raises her head and looks surprised.

I nod and say to Donny, “If it's inconvenient for you now, I can come over later.”

okay. Whitney

Jordan sits aside quietly, elegant and graceful, like a proud

in her normal status than she

me much pressure. But I still take out my design drawing and

says directly, “You don’t need to draw

That makes me embarrassed.

myself in front of Whitney Jordan. It is like being stripped naked in front of them and standing there

let me have

and comments, “It’s a brilliant design. But look at your sketches, it’s supposed to fit the upper-class. Usually we don’t wear a belt, even if we wear it, we would use it to match with clothes. If we have to buy a single belt, that means we would buy it

an upper-class. Moreover, I am at the bottom of society, and the life of the

I feel as if I come here to suffer the humiliation. Their advice is pertinent,

shall leave and

and try to go out

in design. Although this belt is not very satisfied, it would have a great market if you turned

definitely.” Whitney

see

it? I've been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't think of the perfect color.”

pearl? Noble and elegant, and it