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.

whole reason I’m

experienced since you’ve been in the industry longer

flattery worked. Gwyneth was in excellent spirits as

if you want me on the

expression implied that Christina had

hurriedly saved all the information. She was grateful to Gwyneth for the celebrity’s support

her first order.

her company’s official website and Twitter

her computer and got the social media channels set up.

create some content.

struggle to capture public attention without any

from when she worked at Radiant Corporation. While photos

some original designs as

and she began sketching furiously at

snapped

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

you the address. Come over

appraised her messy studio. The floorboards were in need of a good scrubbing. I really need an assistant,

come right now,” replied

wait for you

texted the other party her studio’s address. After putting down

because she

of exquisite evening gown sketches materialized on her desk that night. The colors and

out her sore muscles just as

door to a slim, tall woman in casualwear. The visitor

called earlier about the

for the first time. Christina chose not to dwell on

Rayne handed some documents to

through the résumé and realized the applicant

won’t be able to take most. public holidays off. Is that okay for

never got public holidays off at my

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

right. Thank

confirming several

her entrepreneurial career had been off

to receive as many visitors as she

filled the studio then. Christina looked up and saw

into 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 in