Jorrod never did anything without a plan, and he certainly never fought a battle he wasn't completely confident he would win.
Silas had assumed that if Jorrod was willing to ditch a critical industry interview just to go find Sienna, he must have had the situation entirely under control.
While it was a shame to lose the interview, if it meant those two getting back together, it was a worthy sacrifice.
But over the next few days, Silas realized things hadn't gone according to plan.
Catching a moment when the office was empty, Silas was just about to interrogate him when a knock at the door ruined his timing.
Rowena Yates walked in.
Seeing Silas there, she offered a polite greeting.
She then turned and placed a file on Jorrod's desk.
"Mr. Vaughn, regarding The Polaris Series, this is our latest revised draft. It's a bit rough, but we wanted to get your initial thoughts before deciding whether to finalize these changes at the upcoming meeting."
"Since Mr. Lester is here, it would be great to hear his feedback on this version as well."
Both Jorrod and Silas had heard about this project so much their ears were bleeding. They had reviewed designs until their eyes ached, rejecting draft after draft until everyone was exhausted.
Naturally, Jorrod had zero expectations for whatever Rowena was handing him.
"Mm," Jorrod murmured, taking the file. He gave it a cursory glance and tossed it to the side, returning to the emails on his screen. He clearly had no intention of reviewing it immediately.
"He's swamped right now. Let me take a look," Silas said, picking up the folder and flipping to the second page.
As he read it, his eyebrows shot up, and he straightened his posture.
The sketches were clearly printed in a rush, meant only to convey the core concept.
He smiled approvingly. "You guys really thrive under pressure, don't you? This is actually solid."
The design was still just a concept, outlining a fresh direction. Gone were the overly complicated, cluttered pieces that tried to cram every luxury element into a single pendant.
Instead, a lush, irregularly shaped jade cabochon was suspended mid-air. It utilized a micro-prong setting where the prongs extended upward from the base like wild vines shooting from the earth. The ultra-fine metalwork barely obstructed the stone.
The lines weren't perfectly smooth; they had a textured, organic feel that perfectly captured the raw vitality of a climbing vine.



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