Chapter 909


    Chapter 909


    Vicky looked at the tes in his hands.


    "Don''t you have work today?"


    "Mm."


    Tyler ced the lukewarm oatmeal on the table.


    "I''m not too busy today, so it''s fine to go a bitter."


    Lately, whenever Tyler had free time, he would cook breakfast for her.


    The gloom in Vicky''s heart dissipated somewhat, and she smiled.


    "Then I must eat more today." Tyler sat across from Vicky.


    "I have an appointment tonight, so you don''t have to wait for me to have dinner."


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    With the conversation concluded, the two of them ate breakfast in silence, as usual.


    Although Vicky had said she would eat more, she did not manage to fulfill her words due to her


    preupations.


    Tyler gazed at Vicky and suddenly spoke up.


    "What''s wrong? You don''t like your food?" Vicky snapped out of her thoughts.


    "No, it’s delicious."


    "You''ve been lost in thought today."


    Vicky did not know if she had been too obvious or if Tyler was just perceptive.She lowered her gaze.


    "I was contemting whether I should hire more designers for my studio to work on men''s clothing."


    Tyler''s tone was indifferent.


    "Your clients are usually individual customers, right?"


    Confused, she asked, "Yes.What about it?"


    "Working with individual customers takes too much time.Have you considered targeting arger group


    of clients?"


    "I have considered it and tried, but...in our industry, it''s good enough to have individual customers.


    novelebook The bigger ones, like film crews orpanies, are monopolized by insiders," she said


    in resignation and shook her head.


    "So for now, I can only work with individual customers."


    Through the umtion of hard work over time, Vicky''s studio gained a good reputation within the


    industry and did notck orders.It was an aplishment achieved by the supreme quality of their


    work, but they could not rival designers who design for arge group of people at once.


    Tyler stared at her and asked, "Do you want to do group orders?"


    Vicky twitched, understanding the implied meaning behind his words.


    Without thinking, she rejected him.


    "The studio is doing well now; I don''t need your help." Vicky''s rejection displeased Tyler.


    "Are you finding fault with me, or are you angry that I didn''t help you earlier?"


    "No."


    Vicky looked at him earnestly.


    "I know that with your help, I could avoid many detours and not work as hard to be a top designer


    in the industry in a short amount of time.However, that''d only be made possible under the influence of


    my title as your wife.Strip that away, and my designs would be worthless."


    Tyler wanted to argue, but Vicky stopped him.


    "I know what you want to say, but I want to be an independent fashion designer on my own and


    be a woman worthy of you.This field of work requires experience and senses.I won''t gain


    anything if I can''t bear negativements.I don''t want to obtain a name that I didn''t earn, so..." She


    stared into his eyes.


    "Thank you for thinking of me, but my studio is still growing, and it''s not suitable to find its way to the


    top at the moment."


    Tyler felt slightly dazed when he saw the determination in her eyes.She smiled at him.


    "Naturally, if I find myself dealing with unreasonable clients, I''ll still need your help.It''s more than


    enough to have you as my backup."


    The tension on Tyler''s face eased.


    After breakfast, he drove Vicky to her studio.As she watched his car disappear into the distance, the


    smile on her face faded.