One Meet By Chance

Without any more explanation coming out of her mouth, Yilia took her stuff and left Claire's studio in an arrogant manner.

Teresa didn't care about the attitude of Yilia at all. Anyway, she was still in a foreign country, where Yilia was not her direct boss. About what would happen in the future she could think about it wait until they came back to China.

Claire briefly told Teresa about the current situation, and she didn't know what else she could do to make it up. In fact, during the period of Yilia's stay, There was no progress having been made.

Yilia insisted on her own opinion, and Claire also felt unable to continue her creation, so she is really helpless to Yilia.

Now, Claire had just redesigned some simple pieces, but the important parts still had not been done yet.

The draft must be submitted as soon as possible. If they delayed for one more day, it would bring even more difficult challenges to the progress of the project. Even worse, the time for releasing the anniversary items might be postponed.

"When I was kidnapped, I came up with an idea. The theme is finding light in the dark. Darkness is the dominant tone. In the small dark room, I really didn't know anything about the outside world. I was desperate to find someone to save me and I was desperately looking for the light. And since AAR has never produced anything in this style, we can think of it as an innovation."

Teresa ventured to say what she thought. And so the fact it was. Who could really understand the sense of helplessness she felt at that time?

Every moment she had been alone in the small dark room, she had been so helpless and felt collapsed. Whether it was five years ago or five years later, what should she do if Jerome was not here for her?

As for Jerome, he cared so much about her safety, but why was he so cold to her all the time?

Didn't Teresa and Jerome have any ending other than treating each other like strangers?

Teresa stood still, lost in thought. It was not until several times after Claire said her name that she came back from her thought. Enrique looked at her and thought she was thinking about Ares.

Suddenly, his face turned gloomy again. He stood aside with an indifferent look and did not look at her.

think your idea is good. You can have a try. If the idea is really good, I will assist you!" The serious look on Claire's face intensified the determination

had given her a lot of encouragement, so why shouldn't she work hard for it? How could

excellent than you had already worked hard. Why didn't you work

desk to draw a small idea of her own

and bring all

she turned back, she found that Enrique still wore a serious face

looked at Enrique's serious face. His expression indicated that he didn't care about whether she was happy or

talk to her on

to share her good mood with Enrique, but she didn't know

felt neglected, sulked

didn't look at each other. The air in the car was so awkward and quiet that they could only hear

infuriated by Enrique's icy words. He said coldly, "Get off the car!" After hearing this, she walked away without looking at

you had a temper, I

without Enrique? If she couldn't live without

to her room, she wanted to draw her ideas down. But all of a sudden she lost

in the

she be angry? And how could she

to clean it up herself if she messed it up. That was not wise!

then forced herself to calm down. Claire was waiting

held her knees with her hands. The surroundings seemed

a sharp knife

out of the darkness. She opened her eyes suddenly, picked up the brush, and began to paint at once.

you were my sun.