Chapter 447 Tiffany''s Suggestion


    "Don''t belittle yourself. One can''t change where they came from. Besides, rich and powerful families


    didn''t start out rich and powerful. You''re a talented designer. What you need to do is to work harder.


    Soon, the public will acknowledge and ept you—whether they like it or not." Tiffany waved her


    hand dismissively.


    Just then, the waiter came to serve ck truffle, foie gras and a bottle of aged wine.


    Swirling the ss of red wine in her hand, Tiffany''s eyebrows shot up in surprise. "This is


    expensive. Is Mr. Larson paying for it?"


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    J shook her head. "My money is mine, and his money is his. I just wanted to thank you for all of


    your help. I doubt I''d be where I am today without you."


    Tiffany clinked her ss against J''s and smiled leisurely. "You don''t have to do this. I didn''t do


    much."


    Sipping her wine, Tiffany nodded in satisfaction. "But I won''t say no to a bottle of Lafite. So, what''s


    the real reason why you invited me to dinner? Ask away."


    Rubbing her fingers, J smiled sheepishly. "Okay. Well, here''s the thing. I want to be an


    independent designer."


    Hearing this, Tiffany pursed her red lips. "Has it been a year since your graduation?"


    This question made J''s heart sink to her stomach.


    "No. It has only been ten months." J was so nervous that her palms started to sweat.


    Generally speaking, bing an independent designer was no easy feat. Except for those


    extremely talented, no one in their right mind would be arrogant enough to open their own studio


    within a year of graduating. It was expected that they gain experience from working in apany


    for a few years before going independent.


    Tiffany fell silent for a second. "That''s a little tricky. Experience is important for a designer. Plus, it''s


    somewhat an insult to those experienced designers if you be a sessful independent


    designer at such a young age.


    After a while, she smiled gently. "If it were up to me, I wouldn''t see it that way. You''re clearly a


    talented designer and I''m sure you had a lot of ideas even back in college. But my experience tells


    me that it''s still early for you to set up your own studio. What if you work for another design


    company to gain experience first?"


    Hearing this, J''s expression wasplicated.


    "It seems that you have something on your mind, J." Tiffany saw through her immediately. "Mr.


    Larson doesn''t want you to work for anyone else, am I right? That''s so macho of him."


    "No, it''s not that. Rather, he doesn''t want me to work outside of the city. A long-distance rtionship


    is not for us. If I had the chance, I''d want to go to Barnes. But Seacisco is in the south and Barnes is


    in the far north. It will not be easy for us to see each other in the future," J exined dejectedly.


    She didn''t want to be separated from Ethan, but she didn''t want to be dependent on him either.


    Tiffany shook her head and sighed. "You managed to marry a rich man yet you still have a lot of


    things to worry. Men are indeed the stumbling block to a woman''s career."


    J was amused by her opinion. She looked at Tiffany carefully.


    Tiffany was beautiful and sexy, but she always seemed to cast aside worldly desires and lived


    independently.


    She was a tough woman. She was professional and capable and it was as though she didn''t need a


    man at all. Nobody knew whether she was born like this or it was because of something she had


    experienced.


    The two of them proceeded to have a nice dinner. Finally, it was time to say goodbye.


    Before getting in the taxi, Tiffany turned around to warn J, "This is no small matter. You two had


    better discuss it and make things clear as soon as possible."


    "You''re right. I''ll see what I can do. Be careful on your way back." J waved goodbye to Tiffany.


    When she got home, J was preupied with thoughts on how to discuss her predicament with


    Ethan.


    Ethan was wearing a dark blue suit and tie, looking tall and mature. With his shiny leather shoes, he


    was the epitome of a cold, meticulous CEO.


    When he saw here in, Ethan wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her on her cheek.


    "It''s good you''re back in time. There''s a charity party tonight. Let''s go there together."