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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

Janet’s unwavering confidence, Lexi couldn’t help but feel a tinge of confusion and

you were

is it that facing a formidable competitor

glance, her smile unwavering, yet she offered

the car came to a

spotted a familiar

“Estella?”

Janet exclaimed in surprise.

“What brings you here?”

turning around and seeing Janet, Estella’s face lit up with

was open for business, so I brought some friends

notice several others standing

greeted them with a beaming smile, “Hello, and welcome to

returned Janet’s warm

grinned, “Aside from paying you a visit, my friends also wish to commission you to design a

have the

aback by Estella’s unexpected visit and the generous

She was deeply touched.

“Thank you, Estella.”