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.

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

so why shouldn't she work hard for it? How could she not work

who were more talented and excellent than you had already worked hard.

Teresa happily ran to her desk to draw a small idea of her own and then showed it to Claire, as if a child were presenting a treasure.

to design, and bring all the

up with a bright smile. However, when she turned back, she found that

her lips and looked at Enrique's serious face. His expression indicated that he didn't care about whether

to her on

way to the hotel, Teresa always wanted to share her good mood with Enrique, but she didn't know how to

sulked for no reason.

two didn't look at each other. The air in the car was so awkward and

by Enrique's icy words. He said coldly, "Get off the

you had a temper,

live without him, wouldn't all those years have been for

when Teresa went back to her room, she wanted to draw her ideas down. But

anxiously at everything in the room, wishing to destroy them

it. Why should she be angry? And

to clean it up herself if she messed it up.

immediately went to wash her face and then forced herself to calm down. Claire was waiting for her

hands. The surroundings seemed to re-enact the scene, throwing herself back into the darkness.

just like a sharp knife that ruthlessly left

was her hope. He was the only one who could take her out of the darkness. She opened her eyes suddenly, picked up the brush, and began to paint at

this dark world, you were my sun.