Let Me Stay The Night

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.

I’m here

been in the industry longer than her,” answered

Gwyneth was in excellent spirits as she

for free if you

that Christina had snagged herself

information. She was grateful to Gwyneth for

her first order.

she registered her company’s official

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

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

original designs as showpieces

struck her soon enough, and she began sketching furiously

phone call in the evening snapped her out

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

address. Come

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

right now,”

I’ll wait for

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

motivated to work because she was

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

muscles just as

tall woman in casualwear. The visitor did not

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

a boss by someone for the first time. Christina chose not to dwell on that and replied, “Yes. Do you have

it is.” Rayne handed some documents

the applicant had a wealth

thousand after probation. However, you won’t be able to take most. public holidays off. Is

holidays off at my old

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

Thank

shortly after confirming several details

thought her entrepreneurial career had been off to a good

receive as many visitors as she

the studio then. Christina looked up and saw a tall figure

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 in his hand, he looked like a vampire prince straight