"I should be the one feeling honored. If it weren’t for Miss Ward, I probably wouldn’t have had the chance to witness such stunning designs."
Mr. Carter smiled as he looked at Zara Ward, then shifted his gaze to Charlotte Thompson.
"I never expected this trip to Druarus would allow to et two such remarkable designers."
"Compared to you, Mr. Carter, we still have so much to learn," Charlotte said, feeling a little self-conscious.
Mr. Carter was a renowned international designer who had won nurous awards. Though Charlotte had gained so recognition abroad, she was undeniably overshadowed by soone of Mr. Carter’s caliber.
Thus, receiving a complint from soone like her was an imnse honor for Charlotte.
After Mr. Carter left, Zara couldn’t hold back anymore and reached out to embrace Charlotte.
"Oh my god, am I dreaming? I actually got the chance to et Designer Carter, and my lissa Studio even has the opportunity to collaborate exclusively with XTZ."
Zara exclaid emotionally; these were things she had never dared to imagine before.
In fact, just months ago, she thought successfully hosting a fashion show was already an incredible feat.
But now, she had achieved sothing that she used to think was entirely beyond her reach.
Finally, Zara looked at Charlotte, her face filled with gratitude, and even her eyes started to well up.
"Honestly, Charlotte, thank you. If it weren’t for you, I might never have gotten such a great opportunity."
If Charlotte hadn’t chosen her brand to participate in the fashion show back then, Zara might have already found herself on the brink of shutting down lissa Studio.
Zara could say without hesitation that everything she had now was thanks to Charlotte.
"You’re saying thank you again? I’ve told you before—you deserve this. Even without , sooner or later, soone would discover your outstanding work."
Charlotte reached out and hugged Zara back for a mont, then lightly patted her arm.
"But without you, how could I ever have achieved all this?" Zara sniffed and then spoke to Charlotte.
"No way—I have to treat you to a al."
As she said this, Zara imdiately started to take out her phone, but Charlotte quickly stopped her.
"Not today. I promised the kids I’d head ho early tonight."
Upon hearing Charlotte’s explanation, Zara let out a sigh.
"Charlotte, sotis I don’t just envy you—I even feel a little jealous of you."
"Why?" Charlotte frowned slightly, puzzled.
"In both career and love, you’ve beco the person I admire most," Zara said earnestly. "And, you have so many beautiful and adorable kids. Honestly, I don’t think there’s anyone else in the world like you."
Yazlyn had also t Charlotte’s kids before—they were breathtakingly charming and instantly lovable. Especially Grace Thompson, the little girl’s sweet personality made everyone adore her whenever they saw her.
Upon hearing this, Charlotte simply smiled and shook her head.
"Hard work always leads to corresponding rewards. Just like you—how much effort and energy did you pour into lissa Studio? And now, the studio has gained fa, hasn’t it?"
Here, Charlotte paused for a mont and reached up to smooth her long hair, slightly tousled by the evening breeze.
"And before all this, I went through a lot too."
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