Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 758

"Come in."

Elena stepped into the opulent suite and handed him the manila folder.

"Mr. Lawson, please review the drafts."

Lawson carelessly flipped through the sketches for a few seconds before tossing them onto the glass coffee table.

"If there are no further issues, Mr. Lawson, I'll be heading back to the office."

"Hold on a minute. These designs are terrible," he said.

"Are they?" Elena frowned slightly, taking the sketches back to inspect them.

While they were far below her own personal standards, they were more than solid enough for the current commercial market.

This had to be Elaine's own work.

"Mr. Lawson, how about this? I'll take them back to the office, run some revisions, and present them to you again," she offered professionally.

"Don't you know today is the absolute deadline?" Lawson barked. "Failing to deliver today means you're in breach of contract! LUMEN Studio is supposed to be a top-tier firm, yet you've dragged out a few simple sketches for months. It's a joke!"

Seeing his artificial outrage, Elena didn't miss a beat. She set her bag down and pulled out a sleek sketching pen.

"In that case, Mr. Lawson, I will draft a new concept for you right here. I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Just as she lowered her pen to the blank paper, Lawson suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand.

"What do you think you're doing?" Elena snatched her hand back instantly, glaring at the man with cold caution.

"Miss Whelan, there's actually a much simpler way to resolve this," Lawson said, a sleazy smirk spreading across his face. "Keep me company here today. Make sure I have a good time, and I'll greenlight these designs without another word."

Elena stared at him, her expression hardening.

She had always viewed design as a pure, respected art form. She hadn't expected to encounter such blatant, disgusting industry harassment.

"If you're looking for an escort, you've got the wrong girl. LUMEN Studio secures contracts through sheer talent. If you don't want me to draft a new design right now, then we are done here."

"Wait, wait. Fine, draw something. I'll give you a chance," Lawson said, leaning back and crossing his legs arrogantly.

Elena let out a slow breath.

It was painfully obvious now. The man sitting across from her was an utter moron.

He didn't know the first thing about design.

If a true professional saw the sketches she had just effortlessly produced, they would be fighting tooth and nail to buy them. They were absolute masterpieces.

But she was playing music to a cow. To an ignorant fool, the most exquisite artwork was just scrap paper.

The fact that his company had sent such a clueless, unprofessional lech to manage this project meant they had zero respect for LUMEN Studio.

"Since that's the case, I won't waste my time," Elena stated flatly.

She began gathering her sketches, ready to walk out.

He wasn't rejecting her work because of its quality; he was deliberately trying to corner her.

"What's the rush? Leaving so soon?" Lawson stood up, blocking her path. "Since you're already here, you might as well stay. Keep me company, and I promise my company will exclusively use your designs from now on. I'll even write you a personal check right now. A sum equal to an entire year's salary. Not a bad deal, is it?"