Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 283

I gazed out the car window, feeling a momentary surge of emotion, as if tears were about to pour down like rain. Yet, my face remained dry, my vision crystal clear.

Just as I got back home, the realtor randomly rang me up, telling me someone decided to buy the Riverview Estate property. And they were willing to pay the full asking price without any haggling. They wanted me to meet the buyer to discuss and finalize the deal.

On my way to Riverview Estate, I couldn't help but think, if only this house had found a buyer just a bit sooner, Janedream wouldn't have needed the investment from RF Group. But, it was too late for that.

However, having a big company like RF Group as a backer wasn't all bad.

Arriving at Riverview Estate, I was taken aback to see York Carlson standing next to the agent. "Mr. Carlson, it’s you... who’s interested in this property?"

"Yes, it's me."

He seemed utterly unsurprised, completely at ease. "Ms. Webster, we meet again."

I couldn't help but smile. "What a coincidence. Funding my company at noon and buying my house in the afternoon. Seems like you're really boosting my fortune here?"

"Let's hope I can also boost Janedream's prospects. It's my top investment pick for Q4," he replied, half-jokingly.

Laughing lightly, I got back to the point. "So, you're sure you want to buy this place?"

"Absolutely."

He looked around, a hint of regret in his voice. "This house still looks brand new, and the decor is so refined. Clearly, a lot of care went into it. Why sell it?"

"It was a gift from my ex-husband," I responded freely and openly. "Keeping it feels meaningless. Might as well turn it into cash."

When you're in love, even a single hair from your partner feels special. But once you part ways, even finding their hair on the floor can be annoying. Let alone an entire house. It was a constant reminder of how foolish and ridiculous I once was.

But as I was moving on, it seemed not everyone was ready to do the same.

On the official moving day to our new office, before I could even settle in, Christine burst in from another room.

"Damn!" She slammed her tablet down in front of me, bubbling with excitement. "Look at this, are we starting to get lucky? Our shop just went live today, and someone's already placed a big order!"

I glanced at the screen, surprised. "A custom order, no less?"

"Yeah, she contacted me right after placing the order, wanting to design a bespoke engagement dress. She's coming in this afternoon for a consultation and fitting."

Something felt off to me. Our custom designs weren't cheap. The online shop only listed design fees, and clients had to pay extra for materials and other requirements based on their personal needs. A full set could be quite expensive.

For a brand-new, virtually unknown shop with zero advertising, who would be so eager to commission us for a custom design?