Chapter 22

Stephen's eyebrows furrowed as he asked her with a perplexed expression, “Huh? You're good at designing gowns, aren't you? Why did you say it was a little difficult?”

“Well, it's like this...”

Bailey explained the whole situation to him.

She then added, “I know a few designers who are good at designing princess gowns. How about I recommend them to you and you can go to them?”

Stephen seemed quite troubled after hearing what she said. After moments of silence, he sighed and spoke. “You were introduced by a person in charge of the Archulean division. If you are incompetent, doesn't that prove to Mr. Luther that the person in charge has bad judgment? Mr. Luther won't let useless people work for him. If the person in charge of the division is dismissed because of you, won't you feel bad about it?”

Bailey was rendered speechless.

She felt like she was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

“By the way, Ms. Saunders of the HR department is your friend, right? She also recommended you to me, and Mr. Luther knows about this. If you decline, I'm afraid that Ms. Saunders will not be able to save herself too.”

Bailey was once again speechless.

Dang, he even pulled Vicky into this. Looks like I have no choice but to design this gown.

“Is there really no room for discussion? If you don't mind me screwing things up, I can do it. It doesn't take much effort for me to design a gown, after all.”

Stephen pondered silently for a while before saying, “Why don't you go and see Mr. Luther and see what he has to say? If he agrees for you to forfeit, then it will be fine. However, if he disagrees, then I'm afraid you would have to bite the bullet.”

Bailey held her forehead as she felt an impending headache. Heaving a sigh, she replied, ”Fine. Please help me make an appointment with Mr. Luther, and I'll ask him for his opinion.”

“Okay. Wait for me here. I'll go out and call Mr. Luther to ask him if he wants to see you.”

“Okay.”

Bailey felt quite troubled.

had just refused the man's invitation in the morning, and not even a few hours later, she

the atmosphere in the room was strange. The wide

on his swivel chair, quietly staring at the woman standing in the center of

that you are not allowed to enter the

at him and choked out, “A-Artemis, this is the soup your mother made for you. I'm just sending

her expressionlessly. He then pointed at the door of the office and ordered coldly, “Get out. Don't

“Artemis, I-”

the landline

his hand, and put the phone next to his ear. “What is

who will be designing the gown for Ms. Caridee wants to see you.

“Where is she now?”

“She's in my office.”

and see me in ten

Rhonda again through narrowed eyes. “What do you want me to do to make

the thermos in front of the man. She said timidly, ”I asked the assistant when I came in. You

Artemis was speechless.

and suddenly put on a smile. “Fine. I'll drink

out and unscrewed the lid of the thermos. Subsequently, he scooped the soup with the

suddenly raised his

spoon in his hand on the marble floor, and sharp clanging sounds reverberated

a familiar sensation... It's the exact same feeling

squeezed the question out

too stunned to

I didn't

popped out on Artemis' forehead as he said

in a daze, but after seeing the grimace on the man's flushed face, she immediately understood what

didn't do it.

Keeping himself in check using strong willpower, he bellowed at

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