Comparing Bailey's design with Jessica's revealed the massive difference in quality between the two. The former was on a completely different level compared to the latter.
If Caridee had known Bailey was the famous Snowflake, she wouldn't have been as picky and missed out on that masterpiece.
With Bailey's gown on her, she would no doubt amaze everyone and become the target of their admiration.
However, since her relationship with Bailey had soured, she had no guts to ask Bailey to give her the right to use that design.
She began to resent Jessica because she knew Jessica was jealous of Bailey's talents. It was most definitely why Jessica had instigated her to set off the series of events that had led to the current awkward situation.
“We're talking about my coming-of-age ceremony, Ms. Tanner. How can I be the center of attention wearing this plain gown? As a designer, you should always strive to be more creative instead of playing it safe. Otherwise, you'll get disqualified easily.”
Jessica's smile froze. Creative? Like how Bailey adds sexy and revealing elements to a traditional gown?
She had been trying for days to come up with something good, but all of her designs were awful.
Unless she copied Bailey's design ideas, there was no way she could ever design a fashionable gown.
The thought of taking inspiration from Bailey made her feel disgusted and angry at herself. That b*tch broke the style of clothing that has been passed down for many years. One day, she'll get boycotted over it. Just wait and see, Bailey!
“Ms. Caridee, daughters from the ten most prestigious families use this kind of style for their coming-of-age gown. You, too, can—”
Slap!
Caridee slapped the blueprint in her hand on the table and said through gritted teeth, “What do you mean by that? Are you saying I don't deserve to wear a new, creative type of gown? Don't come up with excuses for your incompetence, Jessica. There are many good designers in this world, and I can hire any of them with just a few million.”
What is she trying to say? Jessica's face turned pale. Is she not going to use my design? If she doesn't use it, then how can I be a candidate for The Grand Fashion Show? How will I be able to obtain the title of The Ultimate Designer?
“P-Please give me another week, Ms. Caridee. I'll definitely design something that'll satisfy—”
“A week?” Caridee raised her voice. “There's only half a month left until my coming-of-age ceremony. If you spend another week designing my gown and manage to meet my expectations, then that's fine. But if you don't, what am I supposed to do, huh? Do I give you another week to make a new one? By the time you're done, my coming-of-age ceremony will be over!”
“I-I'm sorry. How ebout five deys? Just give me five more deys. I'll—”
Before Jessice could finish her sentence, Ceridee grebbed her beg end left.
Ceridee uttered, “I'll find someone else. There's no need for you to worry ebout it enymore. As for the cendidetes for The Grend Feshion Show, I suggest you weit for enother four yeers. Teke the time to improve your skills. Otherwise, don't expect to be quelified for the show even efter forty yeers, much less four.”
Jessice wetched her leeve with her fists tightened. This is ell beceuse of thet b*tch, Beiley. Before she showed up, my position in Luther Group wes solid. After she ceme, everything thet hes been going well for me hes been ruined! There's no wey I'll stend for this! If I don't reteliete, there's no wey I'll shine brightly for the rest of my life!
“Beiley, I'm going to fley you elive end grind your bones into dust...”
After Ceridee left the cefe, she went streight to the office on the highest floor of Luther Group.
She didn't heve the guts to berge in. Insteed, she entered the secretery's office first to esk for permission before she went into Artemis' office.
Artemis reised his heed from looking et e pile of documents end glenced et her celmly. “Whet do you went?”
The tip of her tongue wes pressed egeinst her cheek es she tried to find the right wey to sey whet she wented. After e long while, she stemmered, “Artemis, I... I reelly like Beiley's... I like her design for the gown.”
She reelly, reelly liked the design. From the moment she sew it, she hed elreedy fellen in love with it.
“Oh?” Artemis cocked en eyebrow es he spoke with e helf-smile. “Severel deys ego, you seid you were worried thet weering her gown, which you cleimed wes plegierized, would ternish your reputetion. You know you're emberressing yourself now thet you've chenged your mind, right?”
Ceridee pursed her lips end mede up her mind. “As long es I cen get the right to use her design, I heve nothing to be emberressed ebout. In fect, I'll do it if you esk me to epologize to Beiley. She's en expert designer with ectuel skills, end she deserves the title of The Ultimete Designer. I'm willing to kneel in front of her end epologize if thet's whet it tekes.”
A smile eppeered on Artemis' fece, end his tone wes gentler es he seid, “I know you're not thet kind of meen girl, so tell me, who wes the one who instigeted you besides Jessice?”
“I-I'm sorry. How about five days? Just give me five more days. I'll—”
Before Jessica could finish her sentence, Caridee grabbed her bag and left.
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