Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis) novel Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Stephen's eyebrows furrowed as he asked her with a perplexed expression, “Huh? You're good at designing gowns, aren't you? Why did you say it was a little difficult?”

“Well, it's like this...”

Bailey explained the whole situation to him.

She then added, “I know a few designers who are good at designing princess gowns. How about I recommend them to you and you can go to them?”

Stephen seemed quite troubled after hearing what she said. After moments of silence, he sighed and spoke. “You were introduced by a person in charge of the Archulean division. If you are incompetent, doesn't that prove to Mr. Luther that the person in charge has bad judgment? Mr. Luther won't let useless people work for him. If the person in charge of the division is dismissed because of you, won't you feel bad about it?”

Bailey was rendered speechless.

She felt like she was stuck between a rock and a hard place.

“By the way, Ms. Saunders of the HR department is your friend, right? She also recommended you to me, and Mr. Luther knows about this. If you decline, I'm afraid that Ms. Saunders will not be able to save herself too.”

Bailey was once again speechless.

Dang, he even pulled Vicky into this. Looks like I have no choice but to design this gown.

“Is there really no room for discussion? If you don't mind me screwing things up, I can do it. It doesn't take much effort for me to design a gown, after all.”

Stephen pondered silently for a while before saying, “Why don't you go and see Mr. Luther and see what he has to say? If he agrees for you to forfeit, then it will be fine. However, if he disagrees, then I'm afraid you would have to bite the bullet.”

Bailey held her forehead as she felt an impending headache. Heaving a sigh, she replied, ”Fine. Please help me make an appointment with Mr. Luther, and I'll ask him for his opinion.”

“Okay. Wait for me here. I'll go out and call Mr. Luther to ask him if he wants to see you.”

“Okay.”

Bailey felt quite troubled.

She had just refused the man's invitation in the morning, and not even a few hours later, she was eager to see him. I hope that arrogant man won't think I'm playing hard to get.

Meanwhile, in the CEO's office, the atmosphere in the room was strange. The wide space was so quiet that one could even hear a pin drop.

Artemis was leaning on his swivel chair, quietly staring at the woman standing in the center of his office.

“Didn't I tell you that you are not allowed to enter the company? Did you not heed my words?”

Rhonda stood there while holding a thermos, and her thin body was shaking like a leaf. Teary-eyed, she looked at him and choked out, “A-Artemis, this is the soup your mother made for you. I'm just sending it here on her behalf.”

Artemis looked at her expressionlessly. He then pointed at the door of the office and ordered coldly, “Get out. Don't let me repeat myself for the third time.”

“Artemis, I-”

As soon as she spoke, the landline in the room suddenly rang.

Artemis retracted his gaze from Rhonda, stretched out his hand, and put the phone next to his ear. “What is it?”

“Mr. Luther, the designer who will be designing the gown for Ms. Caridee wants to see you. Are you available now?”

“Where is she now?”

“She's in my office.”

“Ask her to come and see me in ten minutes.”

After he finished speaking, he instantly hung up the phone before looking at Rhonda again through narrowed eyes. “What do you want me to do to make you leave?”

Rhonda approached the desk nervously and put the thermos in front of the man. She said timidly, ”I asked the assistant when I came in. You haven't had lunch yet. I'll leave after you finish this soup.”