"As for acquiring your studio into the Riley Group, I’m afraid I have no say in the matter. I’m just an ordinary fashion director with no authority in these decisions. Besides, how could I possibly let soone like you, a wonder of the design world, fall into Justin Battleson’s hands cheaply?"
"The term ’wonder’ doesn’t suit at all. The best description for would be ’a rare treasure’."
Zara Ward, with her arms folded, looked at Charlotte Thompson and suddenly, as if sothing had just occurred to her, quickly walked to a nearby table and took down a asuring tape hanging on a mannequin.
"Charlotte, don’t move, stand straight."
As she spoke, Zara started asuring Charlotte with the tape in her hands.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Charlotte looked at Zara confusedly, but despite what she said, she obediently allowed her to take asurents.
"Didn’t we agree last ti? I said I was going to make you a qipao."
Zara slightly lifted Charlotte’s arm, her hands ticulously at work while her words seed a bit nonchalant.
"Really?" Charlotte blinked her eyes in surprise, turning to look back at Zara.
"Why do I hear a hint of doubt in your tone, as if you think I’d deceive you?"
"Of course not, I’m really looking forward to the qipao you’ll make for ," said Charlotte with a smile and pursed lips.
"What style and design would you like?" After asuring Charlotte’s figure from the side, Zara gave her another look and asked.
"Style and design, huh..."
That question was a stumper. Charlotte thought about it earnestly with her eyes lifted, but still couldn’t co up with an answer.
"I’ve seen the handmade qipaos in your studio, and I think every single one of them looks incredibly beautiful. I like different styles," said Charlotte, praising genuinely from her heart.
Charlotte herself was a designer and had no difficulty in making clothes, including qipaos.
But to achieve the exquisite beauty that Zara did, Charlotte would have to admit defeat.
Charlotte had previously ntioned to Zara that she wanted to learn so embroidery techniques, and Zara simply taught her a few. Charlotte ended up practicing them for quite a while.
Charlotte had always thought she had talent in making clothes, but it wasn’t until she t Zara that she realized what a true genius was.
"How about... I make you a wedding dress?"
Suddenly, as if an idea had struck her, Zara snapped her fingers at Charlotte.
"Wedding dress?" Charlotte was completely taken aback by Zara’s suggestion, her voice rising a few notches.
"I rember you and Justin Battleson haven’t remarried yet, right? Wearing a wedding dress would be quite fitting," Zara said.
Zara had already moved to a table not far away, taking out a stack of papers from above it.
Her qipao, emblazoned with peacock tail feathers, fluttered and spread with her movents, shining dazzlingly beautiful today.
"Of course, the wedding dress wouldn’t be a qipao—it would be that type of traditional Chinese bridal attire. I believe you’d look absolutely stunning in it," Zara comnted.
"No, no," Charlotte imdiately shook her head in refusal.
Surprised by Charlotte’s direct rejection, Zara asked, "What, are you doubting my skills?"
"What are you talking about? I’m well aware of your skills. You couldn’t find many in Druarus who are better than you," Charlotte obviously caught the tease in Zara’s tone but still chose to explain seriously.
"A wedding dress is much more complicated to make than a qipao. Just a simple qipao for will be fine."
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