Between Ruin And Resolve My Ex-Husband's Regret novel Chapter 258

Chapter 258 No Traces Left

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“For example, you could simplify some of the complex details and add more commercial elements,” the Montrevian woman replied with a smile. “There has to be balance between art and commerce, wouldn’t you agree?”

Sadie’s fingers tightened on the draft. Further revision of the design meant compromising her original artistic vision.

“I shall take your suggestion into serious consideration,” Sadie said politely.

After leaving Lusso Jewelry, she hurried off to her next appointment, with a famous local brand called Starluxe.

“Miss Hudson, we are very interested in the Dewy Hibiscus series,” Conroy Beckett, the representative of Starluxe, said. He was a shrewd, middle–aged man who didn’t beat around the bush. “We are willing to buy out the rights for the derivative design for five million.”

Five million?

Sadie would be amused, if not for the bitterness that rose in her chest. This price was far below her expectations.

“I beg your pardon, Mr. Becket,” she said calmly. “But you might be severely underestimating the market value of Dewy Hibiscus. Its potential far exceeds five million.”

Conroy chuckled condescendingly. “Miss Hudson, you are a very talented designer. However, I don’t think you understand just how cutthroat this business is. Five million is the highest we can offer.”

Sadie got to her feet without saying another word.

“Miss Hudson, please wait,” Conroy called after her as she walked to the door. “We are open to negotiations. Let’s talk

about this more.”

Sadie paused, but did not turn around.

“Six million is our absolute limit,” Conroy continued firmly.

Sadie took a deep breath. “I see. There’s no need for us to discuss anything. Mr. Beckett. Good day.”

Sadie spent the next few days meeting with several other jewelry brands, but her efforts were all futile.

Some brands tried to impose stringent conditions on the terms of the prospective collaboration, either restricting her creative freedom or lowering her compensation.

Others had obvious internal power conflicts that posed numerous uncertainties to the collaboration itself, let alone the

performance of Dewy Hibiscus in the market.

Although she was exhausted, both physically and mentally, Sadie had no choice but to forge ahead.

She pushed through the front door of Myrtlewood Estate and was immediately greeted by the familiar scent of sandalwood Some of her stress immediately fell away.

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Chapter 258 No Traces Left Behind

“You’re back, Mrs. Wall,” Breck greeted her respectfully as he took her purse and the stack of documents she had been

holding

Sadie could only hum in reply, changing into slippers and kneading her throbbing temples.

“Averi is already asleep,” Breck said quietly as he took in the weary look on her face.

Sadie nodded and headed toward the living room.

“Mr. Wall is in the study,” Breck added, as though he had read her mind.

Sadie hesitated for a brief moment before changing directions and heading to the study instead.

She needed to talk to Noah.

Sadie knocked softly on the door.

“Come in,” Noah called out in his deep voice.

Sadie entered the study to find him behind a large desk, engrossed in a pile of paperwork.

He glanced at her, his expression calm and unreadable. “Do you need something?”

Sadie took a deep breath before walking closer. “Thank you.”

Noah leaned back in his seat and raised an eyebrow at her. “What for?”

“For helping me back at the Starlight Gala.” Sadie spoke softly, as if she was afraid raising her voice might break something

rare and fragile.

That day, shortly after Noah had dealt with that troublesome man from the Westvale Group, he was called away to attend

to other business.

Both of them had been so busy in the past few days that she hadn’t had the chance to thank him until tonight.

“And… For the Starlight Stone,” Sadie added, her voice barely above a whisper now. “I also wanted to thank you for that.”

The Starlight Stone was crucial to the restoration of Dewy Hibiscus. Without Noah’s intervention, Dewy Hibiscus might have been tarnished beyond repair.

A flicker of emotion crossed Noah’s eyes, but it was gone in the next second.

“That stone was yours to begin with.”

After saying that, he lowered his head and got back to the documents, not wanting to dwell on the subject.

The study fell silent, apart from the sound of pages turning. Soon, the air grew tense and heavy.

Sadie clutched a fistful of her dress, her grip so tight that the tips of her fingers had turned white.

For a long while, she just stood there. Then she finally said, “I’ll get going then.” Her voice was so soft it was almost