Chapter 506


    Most importantly, they didn’t have the illustrious background that Thompson Group had. If they wished to


    develop their brand, they’d need a substantial amount of capital.


    “Oh, you’re right,” Joyce mumbled dejectedly. “To think I got so excited for nothing.”


    Natalie smiled and patted her hand gently tofort her.


    An idea suddenly struck Joyce, and she nearly jumped from her seat. “Nat, why don’t we convert the


    studio into apany?”


    Natalie nced at her friend with a raised brow and sighed. “Have you forgotten that we don’t have the


    money? When we first started our studio, the opening capital was twenty million. If we were to convert


    it into apany, we’d have to double that capital. Where, and how, are we going to find that kind of


    money?”


    “Oh, damn. So you’re saying there’s no way for us to participate at all?”


    Natalie shrugged in response. “That’s not necessarily the case. If we can secure enough funding, it’d


    solve the problem.”


    Joyce scoffed as she rolled her eyes. “Hah! Given the current state of our studio, how much funding do


    you think we can garner?”


    “Exactly. So let’s stop thinking about it. Let’s take our time.”


    Joyce sighed and said nothing more.


    Of course, we’ll take our time. What else can we do?


    Just then, the door to the private room suddenly opened, and in walked Mr. Plumlee with an apologetic


    look. “So sorry foringte.”


    “Not at all!” Natalie quickly stood up and weed him. “We’ve only just got here ourselves. Please


    have a seat, Mr. Plumlee.”


    Joyce pulled out a chair for Mr. Plumlee and he politely epted it.


    Once everyone was seated, Natalie handed her design notes over to him. “Mr. Plumlee, these are the


    designs for the previous bidding. Let me know if they are all in order.”


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    Mr. Plumlee smiled and slid the notes back to Natalie with no intention of flipping through them. “I had


    already gone through your scanned copies yesterday. And Mr. Miller is very pleased with them.”


    Natalie tookfort in knowing that they had so much trust in her and her designs, and her smile


    instantly brightened up even more. “I’m d Mr. Miller likes them. In that case, the follow-up… “


    “Don’t worry. I will transfer the final payment to you tomorrow,” Mr. Plumlee assured her.


    “Oh, no. That’s not what I meant,” Natalie frantically replied with a wave of her hand. “I meant the fashion


    show.”


    “Oh gosh, I’m so sorry,” Mr. Plumlee eximed as he scratched his head awkwardly. “I’ve


    misunderstood, I thought… “


    Joyce poured him a cup of tea, chuckling as she did. “Nothing to be sorry about, Mr. Plumlee. Anyone


    would have thought the same too. Alright, shall we talk about the fashion show then?”


    “Of course. We will make all the necessary arrangements for the fashion show. And we’ll also invite Ms.


    Smith to the venue once the clothes for the show are ready.”


    Natalie nodded. “Alright. I got it.”


    Mr. Plumlee stole a nce at the opposite wall before returning his gaze to Natalie. “By the way, Ms.


    Smith, I heard your conversation with Ms. Rivers earlier. You’re keen to convert your studio, aren’t you?”


    Natalie froze for a moment upon hearing that. “That’s right. But why do you ask, Mr. Plumlee?”


    “Well, the thing is, Mr. Miller said he’s interested in investing in you. He’ll help with converting your studio


    into apany.”


    Natalie was at a loss for words as she stared wide-eyed in disbelief.


    “Invest?” Joyce eximed.


    “Yes.” Mr. Plumlee nodded.


    Joyce jumped up, unable to contain her excitement. “Are you serious?”


    “Of course. Mr. Miller has the utmost confidence in Ms. Smith’s talent, so he’s more than willing to lend


    his support.”


    “Oh, my gosh! Nat, did you hear that?” Joyce cried out as she grabbed Natalie’s hand.


    Natalie sat transfixed for a moment before she nodded. “Yeah. I heard it.”


    Never in her wildest dreams did she expect this sudden turn of events.


    It was only a moment ago when she was telling Joyce about theirck of funds. And now, an investor


    hade knocking on their door without them even doing anything. What good fortune!


    Joyce was so happy she started jumping up and down. “This is amazing! Just amazing! Thank you so


    much, Mr. Plumlee!”


    Mr. Plumlee smiled sheepishly at the overjoyeddies in front of him. “Ms. Rivers, you should be


    thanking Mr. Miller. I’m only helping to pass the message on. There’s no need to thank me.”