My Dreamy Old Husband

Recently, the studio did not have many orders and those they had were made by their acquaintances. They were Sophia’s classmates, the Winston Family, the Fletchers, Sean’s uncle, Stan and Judge and the like. Truth was, their customer base that was built up over the years were gone. Right away, Sophia stopped the business operations and decided to complete the orders at hand before anything else.

As for the remaining stock in the store that was not sold, Sophia would bring it home for her pets. She also had two dozen toys sent over for Judge as compensation for the sin of castrating it.

Now, the store was about to be renovated. The designer had come over to discuss the details with Sarah as Sophia listened while holding her two puppies.

Suddenly, the phone rang—it was still the new phone with an unfamiliar number.

As soon as the call was connected, Bill’s voice came over the line.

“Hello, Miss Lucile. My name is Bill Winterford. May I know if you need any pet luxury goods service? The King team would be happy to serve you.”

Coldly, Sophia rejected, “Sorry, I’m not interested.”

Upon hearing that, Bill snickered. “It seems like you’re still a loyal customer of Pourl. You may not know this, but Pourl is about to close down and their employees are currently working with us at King. Are you sure you don’t want to come and experience our service?”

Sophia sneered nonchalantly. “King is nothing but a little shop that sells dog collars. Who gave you the courage to threaten customers?”

Obviously, the phrase ‘a little shop that sells dog collars’ made Bill very unhappy. All at once, his tone became unkind. “Who gave us the courage? The Edwards Family, of course!”

Without saying a word, Sophia hung up and continued supervising the designer with the renovation plans.

the fact that many of the staff had left, they were short on manpower so he

stayed back. She actively discussed with the

delight to cuddle a tiny Husky while it was still small and incapable of destroying everything in its path. The other puppy was in the

around for a while, Sophia sat down to take a break. At that moment,

not talk much—saw the man, he abruptly stormed up to him and snapped, “Please get out! You are

man spoke in poor Cethosian language, but Sophia could still hear the heavy mockery and superiority in his incoherent pronunciation. “Not welcomed? This place will

spoke to on the phone—Bill Winterford, the collateral relative of the Edwards Family and the chief designer of King across the

preparing for renovations, he commented loudly, “So you’re preparing for a renovation. That’s great. Once you’re done, we can just

shoved him. “Bill, I told you to never show up in front of

past? What are

he saw red. However, he still

not hit

take advantage of the opportunity to cause more

all, Ivan

in just to provoke him and if he punched Bill, the consequences would have

continued to aggravate him. “Look at yourself, Ivan. Your designs and talent became the stepping stone to my success, while you have achieved nothing! Your precious Pourl is going out of business! To tell you

flushed with rage and his chest rose and fell violently. His fists that were clenched tightly looked

even have customers anymore; why not just sell it to us so that we could reuse this waste? If you don’t take up our offer, you’ll be losing

this, Ivan gritted his teeth in