Chapter 254
“Everyone,” said Pierre, his voice carrying a hint of dryness, “Miss Hudson has granted us two days off.”
The moment Pierre announced the time off, murmurs swept through the studio.
“Two days off? Right now?” someone questioned incredulously.
“Does this mean the studio is on the brink?” another pondered aloud.
“Considering the magnitude of our problems, resolution seems impossible,” a voice added somberly.
Quiet whispers spread among the employees, intensifying the already somber mood.noveldrama
With a sense of resignation, they gathered their belongings and departed with heavy steps.
Before long, Sadie was left alone in the studio.
Meanwhile, Kyla was seated near a floor-to-ceiling window, idly swirling her wine glass.
As she sipped her wine, a sardonic smile played across her lips. “Sadie, do you genuinely believe you can salvage this situation?” Kyla mused darkly. “I’m curious to see how you plan to complete the ‘Ten Year Promise’ design without the Cardilla Pink Diamond.”
Placing her glass aside, Kyla walked to the desk and picked up a red velvet box.
Upon opening it, she saw a three-carat pink diamond nestled inside.
The following day.
Bright light from the sparkling crystal chandelier enveloped the Lawrence Group’s banquet hall.
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Distinguished guests from various sectors converged to celebrate the 10th wedding anniversary of the Lawrence Group’s founders. Clad in a wine-red gown that accentuated her slim figure, Kyla was a vision of radiance and allure.
Holding a champagne glass elegantly, she kept a vigilant watch on the hall’s entrance, seemingly anticipating someone’s arrival.
Catching sight of Alex in the crowd, she began to navigate her way toward him.
Alex, dressed in a sleek black suit, exuded an air of even greater composure and restraint.
“Mr. Howe, have you completely dismissed the idea of partnering with me? We both stand to benefit,” Kyla said.
Alex’s response was a subtle furrow of his brow, his eyes meeting Kyla’s with a cold detachment.
“There’s no need for that,” he replied curtly, not hesitating before he turned to walk away.
As Alex departed, Kyla’s grip on her champagne flute grew tighter, her eyes following his every step.
Sadie arrived late.
As she entered the banquet hall, every head turned toward her. Clad in a stunning white gown that elegantly emphasized her silhouette, Sadie drew attention effortlessly.
Kyla, swirling her champagne, approached with a sneer.
“So, the great designer has finally decided to grace us with her presence.”
As Sadie faced Kyla with a composed expression, her eyes showed no sign of distress. “Miss Wade, do you need something from me?”
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