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Could it be that hope still lingered? Lexi’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

“Truly?”

Janet responded with a warm, reassuring smile, “I won’t attempt to convince Carly any further.

I believe she might just take it upon herself to approach me.”

Envisioning the congenial interaction between Carly and Mandy, Lexi pouted, “Boss, I must say Carly and Mandy seem to be getting along splendidly. I doubt she’ll choose anyone else.” Janet’s grin remained.

“I’m not convinced Mandy can create a dress that will truly satisfy Carly.” Janet knew Mandy all too well.

Mandy held herself in high regard, only deigning to design clothing for the affluent and influential or the most renowned of stars.

The fact that she accepted Carly’s request this time was likely an attempt to irk Janet.

With that thought in mind, could Mandy genuinely create a dress that met the client’s desires? Janet had her doubts.

Yet, Lexi didn’t concur with Janet’s assessment.

“Boss, I believe we can’t simply wait idly. To passively anticipate Carly’s initiative is not enough. We should attempt to persuade Carly’s grandmother.”

replied, “Patience, dear. Just wait and

unwavering confidence, Lexi couldn’t help but feel

you were

formidable competitor

knowing glance, her smile unwavering, yet she offered

came to a gentle halt outside

a familiar face at the

“Estella?”

Janet exclaimed in surprise.

“What brings you here?”

Estella’s face lit up with a

heard your studio was open for business, so I

notice several others standing

smile, “Hello,

returned Janet’s warm

my friends also wish to commission you to design a few garments for

you have the

taken aback by Estella’s

She was deeply touched.

“Thank you, Estella.”