Chapter 1509
At the equestrian center in Starhaven.
Hertha, decked out in her sporty chic, linked arms with Thssa as they trailed behind the head of
their design team towards the heart of the horse racing track.
Leaning closer to Thssa, Hertha lowered her voice to a whisper, “So, I heard from the boss that
the client from ourst meeting wasn’t too thrilled with our designs. Looks like we’ve got a fresh shot
today.”
Thssa replied with a hint of regret, “Hertha, I’m really sorry. I think I blew it.”
Their previous clients were Reginald and Callum, and just when things seemed to be falling into
ce, Rosalind and Lysander showed up, with Reginald seeking Rosalind’s input. Given Rosalind’s
status as Lysander’s fiancée, it was a given she wouldn''t be thrilled with Thssa’s designs.
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Although Thssa excused herself midway through the dinner, it didn’t take a genius to figure out
that Reginald’s rejection of her designs had Rosalind’s fingerprints all over it.
Lysander even mentioned that day how Rosalind was sensitive about his past rtionship with
Thssa. To Rosalind, Thssa was a thorn in her side, eagerly waiting to be plucked.
“Hey, no need for apologies. It’s their loss for not picking your brilliant designs!” Hertha reassured
Thssa.
The bond between them was strong, and Hertha hated to hear Thssa beat herself up.
“Hertha, maybe it’s better if you and the manager handle this new client without me. Bring me here
is a mistake. I’m afraid I might drag you down again,” Thssa confessed,cking confidence. She
wasn’t familiar with the nuances of jewelry design or how to engage clients effectively.
The design team manager had mentioned that failing to secure the previous client nearly cost
Hertha her job. But considering her five-year tenure at thepany, they decided to give her
another chance. If they couldn’t satisfy this client, Hertha would be forced to leave.
Despite being on medical leave, Hertha was summoned by the design team manager for onest
opportunity to prove herself.
Thssa was even more nervous, worried about spoiling things again.
“Why would you think you’re dragging us down? I only sketched the first few designs; you crafted all
the rest. Without you to exin the inspiration behind each piece, how can I possibly do them
justice? You’re here to boost my confidence. Just rx, and if things don’t work out, I’ll just find
another job. No pressure.”
Hertha’sforting words were light and encouraging.
After hearing it, Thssa took a deep breath so as to ease her nerves.
“Donovan, fancy meeting you here again,” someone called out ahead of them.
Donovan, leading the way, stopped to warmly greet the neer, “Mr. Ethan, a pleasure as
always. It’s destiny that brings us together.”
“Indeed, it’s fate. Let me introduce you to our new project director, ric Falconer,” Ethan stepped
aside, revealing ric standing behind him.
With a signature mischievous smirk, ric extended his hand, “Pleased to meet you.”
“Ah, so that’s Mr. Falconer. The honor is mine,” Donovan, thrilled to be in the presence of such
distinguished individuals. As he shook hands with ric, he noticed that ric was having his eyes
on Hertha, who stood behind him.
Something dawned on him. Stepping aside, Donovan introduced, “This is our department’s
designer, Hertha Kensington. And this gentleman is the Falconer Group’s very own ric Falconer,
now moonlighting as the Crawley Group’s project director. Talent truly knows no bounds.”
Hertha, with wide, astonished eyes, stared at the man before her, recognizing him instantly.
Wasn’t he the vice president of the Falconer Group? What was he doing leading projects at the
Crawley Group?
“Donovan’s right, meeting here must be fate. Ms. Kensington, I’ve heard much about your
exceptional talent. Today, I look forward to seeing it for myself,” ric’s gaze, full of charm, settled
on Hertha as he extended his hand, awaiting hers.