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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.”

confident smile, Janet replied, “Patience, dear. Just

unwavering confidence, Lexi couldn’t help but

you were uncertain

facing a formidable competitor like Mandy has only bolstered your

knowing glance, her smile unwavering, yet

the car came to a gentle halt outside

spotted a familiar face at the

“Estella?”

Janet exclaimed in surprise.

“What brings you here?”

seeing Janet, Estella’s face lit up

heard your studio was open for business, so I brought some friends along to visit and show our

notice several others standing beside

a beaming smile, “Hello, and welcome

Janet’s

also wish to commission you to design a few garments

have

taken aback by Estella’s unexpected visit and the generous

She was deeply touched.

“Thank you, Estella.”