Reborn on Wedding Night: Flirting the Cold Bigshot into Blushes Chapter 109: The Beginning of the Wright Family’s Ruin

Alia Wright’s words were not believed by anyone in the design departnt.

Everyone thought Alia Wright was just making excuses to avoid leaving.

Sarah Bennett had been in the design departnt at Cloudglow for many years; whether in terms of experience or ability, she was the leader of this group of people.

Then, suddenly, Alia Wright was parachuted in, pressing down on everyone.

Did their small departnt really need a design supervisor?

Sarah Bennett felt resentful, and even though she was instructed from above, she asked with determination, "Supervisor Wright, if these orders are completed without achieving the effect you ntioned, what then?"

"If I can’t do it, I’ll permanently retire from the circle," Alia Wright said coolly.

Sarah felt a tightness in her chest, shocked at how drastic Alia Wright’s words were.

In the high-end custom jewelry industry, entering the circle wasn’t easy, and retiring ant no longer having any contact with this industry.

It was known that Alia Wright had just completed Fiona Morgan’s order, revealing her sharp edge.

Alia Wright didn’t care what these people thought.

She initially planned to leave after completing this order, but the Wright family shares forcibly given to her by Godfery Shaw made it impossible for her to leave just like that.

The shares were too valuable, and she didn’t know how to repay them.

She owed Godfery Shaw a lot and was duty-bound to do sothing for him.

"Alright, I’ve said what I needed to say, let’s adjourn," Alia Wright said as she stood up, then looked at Sarah Bennett and added, "Oh right, starting today, you’ll be my special assistant."

After speaking, without waiting for Sarah Bennett to respond, Alia Wright turned and left the eting room.

It seed she had simply made a decision, regardless of whether Sarah Bennett agreed or not, she had to comply.

After being reborn, Alia Wright was inherently strong. She only owed Godfery Shaw, not the people in the design departnt. Once she set a goal, she needed not their opposition but their obedience and cooperation.

Alia Wright left, leaving behind a group of people exchanging bewildered glances.

"Miss Bennett, what does Supervisor Wright an by this? She’s deliberately making it difficult for you!"

"You’ve worked hard for so many years and finally achieved your position today. How can you so easily let soone else take over and even beco an assistant? It’s truly infuriating."

"What does she have that’s so impressive, other than knowing Fiona Morgan? She’s just a newcor in this circle yet dares to disrespect her seniors like this."

Sarah Bennett interrupted the crowd’s discussions with a stern face, "Are you all done with your idle chatting? Is there ti to gossip here when your tasks aren’t finished?"

Seeing Sarah Bennett angry, the crowd quickly dispersed and returned to their offices.

The young assistant also wanted to leave, tiptoeing a step before being stopped, "Hand over your tasks to ."

The young assistant was on the verge of tears.

She was a recent graduate intern who had finally found a position as an assistant, and now it was all going down the drain? That’s too cruel!

Sarah Bennett also thought Alia Wright was deliberately making things difficult for her, but she still endured the humiliation and transferred the assistant’s tasks. She wanted to see just how well this Supervisor Wright could perform, and whether she could maintain her composure if she failed and had to retire.

Sarah Bennett carried a pile of docunts and knocked on the supervisor’s office door.

As soon as she entered, she was nearly startled.

Hailey Smith stood at the wall by the door, arms crossed and eyes straight ahead.

Many people at Cloudglow knew Hailey Smith, as she was Basil Smith’s younger brother and once his confidant. It was rumored that he later offended Basil and went to follow Alia Wright.

Regardless, he used to be close to the big boss, and now standing beside Alia Wright made Sarah Bennett feel a bit uncomfortable.

She ignored this pressure and walked up to Alia Wright, "Supervisor Wright, here are last year’s order data reports. I’ll finish compiling this year’s data as soon as possible."

Alia Wright frowned and looked up, "You don’t need to do those tasks. Here are so draft design sketches; you handle communicating the client’s general intentions and select appropriate gemstones. Then we’ll work together to finalize the drafts."

Sarah Bennett was directly stunned.

What was Alia Wright doing?

Wasn’t she supposed to be making things difficult for her?

These orders were all taken by Alia Wright, these initial design drafts were drawn by Alia Wright. Why would she let Sarah Bennett choose the gemstones, sharing half the credit? What was the aning of this?

Alia Wright, not hearing an answer, frowned and asked, "What, is there a problem with this task?"

Sarah Bennett imdiately shook her head, "No... No problem."

Alia Wright’s expression remained indifferent, and her words were straightforward, "If there’s no problem, why are you standing there? Move an office chair inside; from now on, you’ll temporarily work in the sa office as ."

"...Alright."

Sarah Bennett walked out of the office in a daze, pushing her office chair under the curious gaze of everyone, into Alia Wright’s office.

Watching Alia Wright, who was continually sketching with her pen on blank paper.

Suddenly, Sarah Bennett felt that she, who prided herself on being a professional woman, wearing fitting suits, high heels, with short neat hair.

Was completely overshadowed in aura by the young-faced, seemingly still a student, person before her.

Alia Wright handed a corrected draft to Sarah Bennett, "The rest you handle communicating and deciding. Finalize the final drafts as soon as possible and give them to ."

Sarah Bennett regained her composure and quickly nodded, "Alright."

The two worked quickly, directly busy until noon.

Even though Sarah Bennett didn’t personally like Alia Wright, she had to admit, this person was a genius.

These design drafts, even the preliminary sketches were so beautiful that she had the impulse to have a set made for herself.

Most importantly, such stunning design drafts were completed within two hours, under her own eyes, five initial sketches erged.

It was known that such drafts required considering many factors, and many designers might take a month or two to ponder a single one.

Yet this Alia Wright seed not to need to consider anything, picked up her pen, and drew, producing works that could captivate the heart.

In this industry, talent is indeed required.

But could soone really have talent to this extent?

In this atmosphere, Sarah Bennett also quickly beca busy.

With Sarah Bennett’s assistance, the progress was indeed much faster, and Alia Wright was very pleased.

In her past life, she had been ruined by Ava Wright, her reputation demolished, forced to give up painting, while being compelled to assist Ava Wright, and entered the Wright Corporation. She had struggled in this circle and thoroughly understood the fashion trends of the next two years.

Every design she drew right now was ant to be the upcoming flagship style for the Wright Corporation.

She was just seizing the opportunity, deliberately doing so.

When her orders were publicly released, those brewing styles from the Wright family would essentially be rendered useless.

If the Wright family insisted on producing similar styles, she would accuse the Wright family of plagiarism.

Those who could afford custom jewelry were either wealthy or noble; no one would want sothing they bought to carry the reputation of plagiarism.

This was her beginning to ruin the Wright family.

Crushing the Wright family was easy; Alia Wright contemplated how to make it miserably enough, to push the Wright family mbers to wish they were dead, as murder is illegal after all.

Until twelve-thirty, Alia Wright and Sarah Bennett showed no signs of stopping.

Hailey Smith looked at the ti and directly spoke, "Master, it’s ti for lunch, and my brother wants you to go to the top floor to have your wound dressed."