After Leroy left. Josic looked at Xylia.
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“How did you persuade him to apologize? He seems so arrogant. What if he is rude to customers in the future?”
Xylia <b>gave </b>a small smile.
“We don’t have better options for now. He’s highly experienced. And when someone needs to make a living. even the proudest temperament must yield. Let’s wait and see.”
Josie fell silent.
The second design drawing would be avable the next day.
Josie asked Xylia toe to the store tomorrow, and she agreed,
Later. Hudson came to pick her <i>up</i>, somewhat excitedly, and gossiped with Xylia.
“Hey, guess what I saw when I went to deliver some documents to Kaden?”
His eyes were remarkably bright, sparkling with mischief.
Xylia looked at him in a puzzled way.
“When I stepped into his office, I saw Rosalind sitting on hisp. His face was bright red!” Hudson said.
Xylia raised her brows, amused by the gossip.
“And then? What happens after you interrupt them?”
“Then Kaden immediately pushed <b>Rosalind </b>away.” Hudson leaned closer, lowering his voice.
“But he was embarrassed, directing all his frustration at me. Rosalind stood nearby, secretlyughing. When I handed over the documents, I even spotted lipstick at the corner of his mouth.”
Regret flickered across Xylia’s face.
“What a waste! I should have gone with you. I can’t believe I missed such an amazing <b>scene</b>,” she said.
In the evening, after Kaden returned home, both Xylia and Hudson had an unusual look in their eyes as they gazed <b>at </b><b>him</b><b>. </b>
He could guess what Hudson had exaggeratedly told Xylia upon his return.
Unwilling to lose his temper with Xylia, he merely cast a casual nce at Hudson.
“Give me half of your car racetrack dividends this quarter, Kaden said.
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“Why?” Hudson became anxious at once.
“Because I am your brother, Kaden replied casually before heading to his room.
Hudson slung an arm over Xylia.
“Nylia, maybe we should stay low–key from now on.”
Xylia imitated his gesture, cing an arm around his shoulder. “Kaden didn’t me me, so it is only you who needs to restrain yourself.”
Xylia smiled as she maneuvered her wheelchair into the elevator.
Only Hudson remained standing in ce, his expression marked by evident distress.
It has been more than half a month since Joshua left. Apart from one message confirming his safe arrival, Xylia hadn’t heard from him.
She felt slightly down and was somewhat worried about Joshua.
Fortunately, the studio was stabilizing-
Her hand was unable to <b>move</b>. During this period, her visits to the studio were limited to providing her. suggestions on the design drawings.
Joshua introduced a new designer named Sheryl Carson, who was <b>a </b>young <b>girl</b>.
She graduated from a prestigious university. During her time at university, she participated in variouspetitions and coborated with brands.
It could be said that she was young and promising, with extensive experience.
Her design drawings possess a vivid, inspired quality.
Xylia and Josie were both satisfied when they <b>saw </b>her draft manuscript.
“You’re so talented, why would you like to join our small, newly established studio?” Xylia asked.
Sheryl exined, “Since entering the industry, I have consistently coborated with major brands that have well–defined and meticulously nned design processes. Although I have made certain contributions, I have be distanced from the customers.
“I hope to gain a thorough understanding of the people I serve, so that I can showcase my talents beyond merely meeting their needs. That way, I can grow while creating something meaningful.”
Xylia and Josie agreed that Sheryl was a sincerely passionate talent in the industry, and soon, Sheryl became part of Xylic Studio.
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On a gloomy day, dark clouds loomed over Norhill, and the weather was cool and overcast.
Orders had been piling up, leaving the whole team overwhelmed.
Only Xylia sat in the office, looking at the iing financial reports, lost in deep thought.
A knock at the <b>door </b>pulled her back. Sheryl entered with a <b>smile</b>.
Xylia, could you help <b>me</b><b>? </b>1 don’t quite understand this client’s instructions.”
Xylia <b>was </b><b>spacing </b>out and didn’t hear <b>what </b>Sheryl <b>said</b>.
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With a puzzled expression, Sheryl walked over to Xylia’s desk and waved her hand in front of her eyes.
“Nylia?”
Xylia finally came back to her senses,
She looked at Sheryl and asked, “Sorry. What’s it?”
Sheryl repeated what she said.
Xylia took the phone from her hand and nced at the customer’s requirements.
She opened the customer’s Instagram, casually scrolled a couple of times, and only then spoke to Sheryl.
“She’ll be attending a blessing ceremony for her child. From her Instagram, she’s a wealthy woman. She wants clothing that’s modest and understated. Therefore, design some garments that are simple and elegant enough to stand out among affluentdies.”
Sheryl suddenly understood. “Got it. Thank you, Xylia.”
Xylia handed the phone back to her.
Sheryl was about to leave with her phone, but after taking only two steps, she turned back.
“Xylia, is something bothering you? You don’t seem very happytely”
Xylia instinctively touched her own face.
“Is that obvious?”
Sheryl nodded, then dragged a chair over and sat down in front of Xylia.
“I took psychology as an elective in university and also have some experience as a psychologist’s assistant. Would you like to talk? Maybe I can help you feel better.”
Xylia looked at the sparkling eyes of the girl before her.
After thinking for a moment, she leaned forward and rested her chin on her hands, then looked up at Sheryl.
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“Will you
keep it a secret?”
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Sheryl nodded. “Of course!”
Xylia thought for a moment, organized her words, and whispered.
“I have a friend…<b>” </b>
Sheryl’s lips curved into a faint smile at this <b>familiar </b>opening line.
“He said he was going abroad for two months on business. It’s been over half a month, and he’s only sent me one message. Is it possible that something has happened to him?”
Xylia didn’t believe that Joshua was too busy to reply to messages.
She had a vague sense that something had happened.
Sheryl squinted at Xylia and asked, “Xylia, may I ask who he is? What is your rtionship with him?”
Xylia blinked her <b>eyes </b>and <b>said</b>, “I already <b>said </b>he was my
friend.”
“There are many kinds of friends, Sheryl teased<b>. </b>“Boyfriends, girlfriends, crushes, suitors.”
Xylia felt she had said a little too much.
She let out <b>a </b>breath of relief and waved her hand at Sheryl.
“Forget it. Go on with your work. I’ll think about it myself<b>.” </b>
Upon noticing that Xylia was unwilling to speak, Sheryl shrugged helplessly and rose to her feet.
“Well, whoever he is, since you’re worried, why not just send him a message?” Sheryl said and left the office.
Xylia sat motionless, staring at her phone.
Finally, she opened her chat with Joshua, hesitated a moment, and typed a message.
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