Chapter 1602:


    Brenna sensed Sandra’s frustration; no one liked being told they were not good enough. Still, she did not soften her stance. To her, Sandra’s designs were decent, suitable for a small-scale factory patternmaker, but nothing extraordinary.


    She said, “I looked into your mentor. His reputation is shaky. He takes advantage of his students. If you rely on his name, he’ll likely demand a big share. You’re better off avoiding that.”


    Sandra nodded, knowing her mentor’s true character.


    But without his name, how long would it take her to make a name for herself?


    Could she really notunch a high-end design studio?


    “Brenna, do you have any advice on gaining recognition quickly?” Sandra asked. She was earnest about her entrepreneurial ambitions, dreaming ofmanding a bigpany like Brenna’s.


    She assumed Brenna had leveraged the Harper family’s prestige and resources to climb so high. Surely the Harper family had supported her extensively to fuel her thriving career.


    If Brenna could do it, why couldn’t she?


    Brenna chuckled lightly. “Sure—win a fashion designpetition, or at least ce in the top three.”


    Sandra’s expression soured. “I entered an international design contest secretly once, but I was eliminated in the first round.”


    The admission stung. She realized she might actuallyck the talent she thought she had.


    Brenna shrugged. “Then there’s no shortcut. Using your mentor’s name won’t work; your designs won’t stand up to scrutiny. Even if he agrees, he’ll probably take most of your profits. It’s a bad deal.


    “Skip the high-end studio for now. If you’re set on starting a business, try retailing luxury brand products. That could seed.”


    Sandra felt displeased. Wasn’t Brenna looking down on her now?


    She shot Brenna a defiant nce but pushed further, risking a jab. “When youunched your business, were you certain you would make it? Did Dad and the others help you?” Her tone carried a challenge.


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    Brenna caught the edge. “I started my studio six years ago while I was still with the Barrett family. I built it from the ground up; there was no help from the Harper family.”


    Sandra didn’t believe her. “You reached this level of sess entirely on your own?”


    Defeat crept in; she knew shecked that capability.


    Brenna nodded calmly.


    Sandra remained skeptical, suspecting Brenna was lying just to make herself look impressive.


    There was no way she had scaled such heights without help.


    The Harper family, Ethan—someone must have given her a big push. How else could a young woman pull such a thing off?


    The more Sandra thought about it, the more she saw Brenna as hypocritical.


    She decided she didn’t need Brenna’s input anymore. Jordy could offer investment advice.


    She would ask for his opinion instead.


    “Thanks, Brenna. I’ll think it over,” she said.


    Brenna returned the documents. With the workday done, she headed for the elevator.


    Getting into the elevator with her, Sandra spoke up. “I’m going to visit my mom, so I won’t head home with you.”


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