In light of Emerie’s persuasive words, Millie found herselfpelled to undertake the modifications to


    her work.


    As fate would have it, events took a turn. Millie’s design waspleted and dispatched to the client,


    only to prompt an immediate call of dissatisfaction.


    “I distinctly instructed the use of white diamonds. Why, then, have they been reced with pink? Is my


    directive a mere whisper lost in the wind of your memory?”


    With a measure of patience, Millie offered her exnation.


    “My sincerest apologies. I chose pink initially due to its appeal among most children. I was aiming to


    cater to their preferences,” Millie rified with remorse.


    “Pray tell, who do you envision yourself to be? Do you perchance possess a deeper understanding of


    my child than I do? Remember, the inclinations of most children do not epass every child’s


    disposition. There are exceptions to the rule. Do you truly possess the acumen for design?”


    Urgency gripped the client, only to intensify when he discovered the design deviated from his desires,


    fueling his frustration further.


    Millie’s ears felt near bursting as the client’s angry voice echoed through the phone. She adjusted its


    position, inadvertently sharing the heated conversation with her colleagues in the office.


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    Once the client’s tirade had subsided, Millie cautiously returned the phone to her ear.


    “I deeply apologize. The me lies with me for altering the color without your consent. Given your


    dissatisfaction, I’ll promptly revert to the original choice.”


    “Proceed swiftly, then.”


    Following the call’s conclusion, Millie retrieved the design draft and made her way to Emerie’s vicinity.


    “Emerie, I trust you overheard the conversation. The client has emphasized his preference for the white


    diamonds,” Millie stated, seeking validation for her stance.


    Emerie responded with nonchnce, “Well, then, adhere to the use of white diamonds. If the client’s


    taste veers in that direction, there’s little I can do to alter it.”


    Millie simmered with frustration. Had Emerie conveniently overlooked her promise to assume


    responsibility? Despite Millie’s ordeal during the client’s reprimand, Emerie maintained a conspicuous


    silence by her side.


    “Recall yourmitment to bearing responsibility in case of adversity. Why did your voice remain silent


    during the recent exchange?” Millie queried with a blend of frustration and disbelief.


    “I refrained from answering since the client was addressing you directly. My aim was to avoid


    exacerbating his frustration. Pink is _ preferable, especially for children. Nevertheless, his taste seems


    lacking. You should revise the design,” Emerie exined.


    Having spoken her piece, Emerie stood and collected her ss, departing for the tearoom without


    acknowledging Millie’s presence.


    Millie’s lips twitched with irritation as she returned to her seat. The evidence was undeniable—Emerie’s


    actions seemed intentionally designed to make trouble for her.


    Millie sat down, embracing the lingering disappointment of failure while redirecting her energy toward


    the meticulous revision of her design.


    “Hey Rosie, just a short while ago, Millie faced a setback from her client.


    Presently, she’s immersed in reshaping that design draft,” Emerie shared with a proud grin upon


    entering Rosie’s office.


    In response, Rosie’s lips curled into a smile, and Millie’s setbacks warmed her heart. But before long, a


    veil of solemnity draped her expression once again.