Chapter 1152 Brenna''s Interrogation


    Ivy didn''t dare to stir up trouble for J any longer when she learned about her identity. Instead,


    she vented her anger on the other employees, "Move all Miss Hamilton''s belongings to the van!


    Now! If you don''t hurry, I''ll deduct your sry!"


    Meanwhile, J was leaning against the door leisurely, recording every item those people had


    taken away.


    Ivy nced at her and asked nervously, "What are you recording? We are just moving Miss


    Hamilton''s things out."


    "I''m just afraid you might steal something from W Marks. At least I can produce some evidence if


    anything had gone missing," J answered casually with a smile.


    Ivy gritted her teeth. She wanted tosh out, but instead, she replied apologetically, "Of course. I


    understand."


    She returned to supervise her employees as they carried Mandy''s belongings. After the move, she


    bid farewell to everyone with a fake smile.


    J and Elizabeth watched the moving truck drive away and heaved a sigh of relief as they


    returned to their desks.


    "It''s finally over. They were gross. With them here the entire morning, I couldn''t even focus on my


    work," Elizabeth said in annoyance. She was about to get a cup of coffee when her phone on the


    table suddenly rang.


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    "Hello, who is this?" Elizabeth answered.


    "Is Draco there? I need to speak to him," a serious


    voice came through.


    "Of course. Ma''am, may I get your name? Mr. Wesley is not in the studio now. I will inform him you


    called," Elizabeth asked politely despite her confusion.


    "I''m Brenna Olson. Draco promised he would be done designing my dress soon. I already waited for


    three days, but I''ve yet to receive any news from him," the woman replied impatiently.


    Brenna was a diplomat''s wife. Rumor had it that she was a serious and reputabledy.


    Although Elizabeth had only conversed with her on the phone for a short time, she could already


    feel thisdy''s arrogance.


    "Certainly, ma''am. I will let Mr. Wesley know when hees back," Elizabeth said as respectfully as


    she could.


    As she was about to hang up, Brenna said in a dignified tone, "By the way, tell Draco my patience


    had run thin. I want to see the design within two days. W Marks is the most famous independent


    studio in Barnes. I didn''t expect its designers to be so unprofessional. I am very disappointed."


    "Ma''am, it''s not entirely Mr. Wesley''s fault. Besides, you should ask Miss Hamilton about your


    design," Elizabeth tried exining calmly.


    Everyone in the studio knew how hard Draco had been working on the project. Nothing would


    happen if Mandy did not ruin her coboration with Draco.


    "So you''re saying this is Mandy''s fault?" Brenna asked with a chuckle.


    "I didn''t say that it is entirely her fault. She is equally as responsible for the project as Mr. Wesley. It


    would be best to ask her about it too," Elizabeth exined after a short pause.


    Brenna was furious when she heard Elizabeth''s reply. Her tone turned cold, "I didn''t expect this from


    W Marks. Not only are you not admitting to your


    mistakes, but you''re also trying to shirk away your responsibilities. I trusted you to design the dress


    on Mandy''s ount. But not only has Draco not finished the design, but he also created trouble for


    Mandy. I hope he can reflect on his inabilities and apologize to Mandy."


    "You must be joking. It was..." Elizabeth was so angry she was about to argue. However, she gritted


    her teeth and restrained herself as she dared not to offend someone as reputable as Brenna.


    J turned around when she heard Elizabeth raising her voice. She couldn''t tell what had


    happened but only saw Elizabeth trembling with annoyance as she held the phone.


    J got up and took the phone from her, putting it against her ear. However, the phone was


    already hung up.


    "Who was it? Why are you so angry?" J asked with a frown as she put her arm around


    Elizabeth''s shoulder.


    Elizabeth took a deep breath and sat down. "It was Brenna Olson. She called to urge Mr. Wesley to


    hurry up with her dress'' design. She said that it was our fault for being slow. I have never seen


    someone so unreasonable in my life!"


    J nced towards the closed doors of Draco''s office and whispered, "It''s been a long time.


    Haven''t Mandy and Mr. Wesley made up? Their feud had even dyed the project..."


    "I am also surprised. I thought it was just a small quarrel. I didn''t expect Mandy to neglect her work.


    No one expected things to escte this far," Elizabeth replied in her ear.