Unemployed Family? Hidden Tycoons Dote On Her novel Chapter 568

Arabella nodded in approval. "Nice—you've really thought this through.

"I've been considering it too. For Tylin Design Studio's future, the custom handmade line will stay exactly as it is—I'll still be personally handling those designs. But for the ready-to-wear collections, we're definitely going to need more designers on board."

"That's exactly where my head's at," Colton agreed.

Arabella gave him a few directions. "Take the lead on this. Look for designers who really align with our brand's vision. I don't care if they're not well-known or if they're fresh out of school—that's fine by me."

"Got it," Colton said.

"Alright, let's leave it there for now." Arabella ended the call.

She let out a long, slow breath, feeling unusually light. For some reason, today just felt good—like everything was falling into place.

Before long, evening rolled around.

After wrapping up at work, Arabella drove back to Cloudrise Manor.

"Frank, Ethan," she greeted as she walked into the living room. "Where are Mom and Dad?"

"They went back to Hamilton Manor," Ethan explained. "Naomi asked them to go with her to visit Grandma and Grandpa."

Arabella looked puzzled. "I thought they said this weekend?"

Ethan shrugged. "Not sure exactly—it was kind of last-minute."

She frowned slightly. "Is it because of what was in the news? But the Stewarts already put out a statement, and even Matthew clarified everything. Grandma and Grandpa wouldn't get the wrong idea, would they?"

Going back to explain things now felt a little off somehow.

"Who knows?" Ethan sighed. "Sometimes it's like Naomi's a completely different person lately."

"She really isn't the same as she used to be," Frank added quietly.

Arabella and Ethan both turned to him. "Do you know something?"

"Not really. It's just a feeling," Frank said. "There's something different about her now."

"Ugh," Ethan sighed again. "She used to be so sweet, so put together."

Frank's expression darkened. "Exactly. That's why I get the sense there's something she's not telling us. There's a kind of heaviness to her now—hard to read."

"That's the feeling," Ethan agreed, shaking his head helplessly. "I wonder what she's planning, going to Hamilton Manor today."

"Let her do what she wants," Arabella said. "At least she's not going to hurt Grandma, Grandpa, Mom, or Dad." Everything else seemed minor in comparison.

Ethan nodded. "Alright, enough about her. Let's go eat."

"Yeah," they both agreed, and the three made their way to the dining room.

Dinner was already laid out, so they sat down and began to eat.

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