Chapter 935 Este Wants To Get Some Materials


    The next day.


    "Who wants some coffee? I''m ordering take-out." One of J''s coworkers offered to buy coffee.


    She wanted to get Elizabeth a drink but then noticed that she wasn''t in her seat.


    Tasha also seemed to have noticed it because she asked J, "Where is Elizabeth? Is she taking


    the day off? She''s never beente before."


    "Don''t worry. Elizabeth is fine," J assured, but that didn''t erase the worry she felt.


    After all, when Elizabeth left W Marks yesterday, she was still a bit dazed.


    J went back to her seat, thinking of calling Elizabeth to check on her.


    Suddenly, her phone beeped. Elizabeth sent her a message.


    "J, I''m going to see a therapist today. Thank you for your help. I was harsh to you yesterday


    andshed out. When I''m done here, let''s go to dinner together. Think of it as my apology."


    Perhaps Frank had finally persuaded Elizabeth to seek professional help.


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    Then, it dawned on J that perhaps he was still with Elizabeth today! She pursed her lips,


    holding back herughter. She immediately messaged Brandon to share the progress in Frank''s


    love life.


    "What are youughing about? You look like you won the lottery." Tasha didn''t intend to interrupt


    J''s good time but she still put the document in front of her. "I''m afraid you won''t be able to keep


    that smile when you see Este''s feedback."


    J''s smile disappeared. Her expression immediately changed at the mention of the dresses.


    "That''s impossible. Este was very satisfied when I sent the dresses to her yesterday."


    Este even showered praise on the dresses. Though some of it sounded exaggerated.


    Tasha shrugged. "I don''t know. She sent the memo to me earlier this morning. Here."


    J read Este''s suggestions with a serious expression that gradually turned into a frown.


    "These are really tricky. Este is going to attend the event soon. If we make the all these


    adjustments she wants, it won''t be finished on time. Isn''t this more troublesome?"


    Tasha mirrored her distress. "Este said she will drop byter. How about you two talk in person?"


    When Este arrived at W Marks, J went out to wee her, herself.


    J ced the memo in front of Este. "Miss Lopez, what''s the meaning of this?" Yesterday, you


    said the dresses were all right."


    With a smile on her face, Este pulled J until she was sitting down. Este looked at her


    innocently. "The dresses are definitely all right. But I''ll let you in with some good news, they has


    called and informed me and I''m the winner of the prize. So I won''t be needing the backup dress and


    I''ll just wear the morous one!"


    "Congrattions, Miss Lopez." Jmended, gaze briefly veering away from Este. "Since


    there is nothing wrong with the dresses, I''ll excuse myself. I still have my work to do."


    "Hold on, what''s the rush?" Este pulled J down again. She regarded her with a courteous


    look. "I have a favor to ask you."


    J''s eyelids twitched. She knew Este. Whatever it was she wanted, it would most probably be


    complicated.


    "I''m still at work. I don''t want to discuss anything that''s not work-rted during my work hours."


    J''s lips stretched to a small smile.


    Este''s expression changed. Raising her chin, she snorted. "Then I want the dress to be altered


    now! Change the color of the dress! It should be ready for me to wear tomorrow!"


    J squeezed her eyes shut and breathed deeply before asking, "Fine. What do you want?"


    Este''s face brightened as she beamed with pleasure. She took J''s hand between hers and


    held onto it. She began discussing what she really wanted. "I''ve decided to write a new novel based


    on you and Brandon. But I''m having a hard time picturing the main character''s archetype. I''ve tried


    to ask Brandon for help several times but your husband refused all my requests. He''s too aloof. He


    even told the Larson Group to cklist me. I really have no other choice but toe to you for


    help."


    J already guessed that Este was up to no good. If Brandon refused her, it only meant he


    wasn''t interested in how she was collecting her materials for the novel.


    "I don''t think I can help you with this. Brandon is a very private person. He will not like it if I agree to


    help you on his behalf but without even asking him." Considering how awkward the situation was,


    J tried to be careful with her words. "As you know, rich and powerful families are always


    complicated. I don''t have the right to make a decision."


    Este rolled her eyes and caught a glimpse of the lunch box on J''s table. "What''s that?"


    Before J could stop her, Este already reached over and took the lunch box. She examined it,


    looking at it up and down. With a cunning look in her eyes, she said, "I guess it must be for


    Brandon." She pursed her lips, feigning a miserable expression. "We''ve got along well, and I


    consider you a friend of mine, J. I never thought you can be so cold and heartless. You said


    wealthy families areplicated, but I know that''s just an excuse. You just don''t want to help me.


    Everyone knows Brandon loves you so much!"


    Embarrassment was written all over J''s face. She shed a wry smile. "Don''t believe everything


    you hear."


    In the end, Este''s persistence won over J''s hesitation. She agreed to let Estee with


    her to the Larson Group to meet Brandon.