Chapter 76
After looking through the design drafts provided by me, Anthony chose the third set, saying, “My mother prefers this style. We can sign the contract now.”
I nodded and handed five more design drafts to Ella, saying, “Regarding the jewelry styles suitable for young ladies attending the banquet, I have designed quite a few options. So, Miss Rhodes, you have a wide range to choose from. Take a look first, and if you like any of them or if you have any suggestions, I can make some tweaks to suit your preference.”
Ella had initially not planned to trouble me and play along with whatever since Anthony was
ready satisfied. However, when she saw the design drafts, she couldn’t help but think that it was fortunate she hadn’t signed with Olivia yet. My designs far surpassed Olivia’s in every aspect.
Her eyes sparkled as she made her choice, smiling at me, “This one. Miss Lopez’s design truly impresses me. I love it!”
At this point, Ella already admired me, and she believed that I would soon become a highly sought–after jewelry designer. After all, my talent was evident.
I chuckled, “I’m glad you like it, Miss Rhodes.”
By the time I left the meeting room, I had already signed the contract with Anthony and Ella.
The design department’s staff were astounded by the efficiency. It was hard to believe such speed was possible.
After Anthony and Ella left, I handed the two sets of design drafts and the contract to Cole. Anthony and Ella had already paid a 50% advance deposit, so with the contract and design drafts submitted, I
could now begin the jewelry customization.
At the same time, in the CEO’s office on the rooftop.
Lukas glanced at Martins and raised an eyebrow, asking, “If you unintentionally offended someone, what would you do?”
Though Lukas didn’t want Sophia to have any thoughts about him, he also didn’t want to fall out with her.
After all, they still lived under the same roof.
Even if they hadn’t officially registered their living arrangement together, he valued Sophia’s design
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*abilities greatly.
Martins thought for a moment and answered earnestly, “Then I would do my best to make amends,”
“How would you make amends?” Lukas’s eyes flickered.
Martins pursed his line “…
further mistakes.”
give her whatever she needs. I should be able to avoid making
Lukas remained silent for two seconds. If one could make amends by sending a pillow for someone who felt sleepy, what did Sophia need?
She needed private custom clients now, and he had plenty of clients on his side. If he helped Sophia
nnect with two clients, she should feel better, right?
With this in mind, Lukas waved his hand, indicating for Martins to leave.
Once Martins left, Lukas called Cole, “Hey, Cole, I’m giving you the contact information for two custom jewelry clients. Take Sophia to negotiate with them and tell her it’s my idea.”
Cole felt somewhat helpless, “Mr. Strakovski, we asked her yesterday, and Sophia seemed unwilling.”
“That’s different,” Lukas raised an eyebrow, “Just tell her it’s from me and that it has nothing to do with you.
Sophia was a clever person, and if she knew the clients were from him, she would understand it was his way of apologizing.
Smart people could see through certain things without them being explicitly stated.
Lukas paused for a moment and continued, “She’s in need of private custom clients now. Let her accept it if she wants. No need to be so sensitive.”
Cole’s tone became complicated, “Sir Strakovski, she did need private custom clients yesterday (But today, she already got two clients. Moreover, they just signed the contract a while ago. One of them is quite generous and placed an order for a set of custom–made jewelry, exceeding the total orders others averagely take in a year.”
Lukas’s face displayed a fascinating mix of emotions.
In his mind, the phrase “it’s difficult to be up to date” instantly appeared.
His facial expression showed delight and anger, “Someone who can be this generous in Mediopolis
hst be a prominent figure. Who is that client of Sophia?”
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He wanted to see who this unfortunate person was.
The Century Jewelry Design Competition hadn’t even ended yet, and Sophia hadn’t participated in any other major competitions, yet she she dared to take on private custom orders.
Cole answered honestly, “It’s Mr. Anthony.”
