Chapter 1270 Caught On The Spot


    The room was filled with disbelief.


    No one could fathom why J would refuse the order.


    As J gracefully poured coffee for her guests, she softly exined, "I have faith in the designers


    at W Marks Studio. They possess the skill and creativity to craft designs that will undoubtedly


    please you. While I appreciate your kind gesture to switch designers temporarily to bring me


    business, it would ultimately hurt the designers at W Marks Studio and createplications for Mr.


    Wesley."


    Este, a perceptive woman, instantly understood J''s perspective.


    Indeed, their actions would have been ill-advised.


    It would not only tarnish the reputation of the designers of W Marks Studio but also strain the


    rtionship between J and W Marks Studio, potentially fostering animosity between them.


    "You''re absolutely right," Este conceded, a contrite expression on her face. "My apologies. Rest


    assured, I''ll actively seek other opportunities to bring you business in the future."


    The others, too, regained theirposure. They were impressed by J''s integrity and candor,


    assuring her that they would undoubtedly seek her design expertise in the future.


    Gratitude graced J''s smile.


    The conversation shifted from design to more casual topics.


    During their chat, J inquired about the status of Este and Sean''s rtionship.


    However, upon hearing Sean''s name, Este''s smile was quickly reced by a scowl.


    "Don''t even mention Sean to me!"


    With fists clenched, Este fumed, "He is a workaholic! He never has any time to spend with me!"


    The me for Sean''s excessive overtime fell squarely on one person: Brandon!


    J chuckled awkwardly, "Oh, is that so?"


    Este continued to vent, waving her fists in anger. "Brandon gets to enjoy leisure time with his wife


    while squeezing everyst drop of time and energy from his employees. It''s left Sean with no time


    for dating! How utterly unreasonable..."


    In her impassioned tirade, Este failed to notice the sudden quiet in the room or the frantic winks


    J sent her way.


    "Ahem..." A familiar, embarrassed cough interrupted Este''s rant.


    It was evident that Este recognized the voice''s owner.


    Her face stiffened, and she quickly swallowed the harsh words she had been ready to unleash.


    "Actually..." Este managed an awkward smile and attempted to curry favor with Brandon. "In my


    eyes, Brandon—no, I mean, Mr. Larson—is the finest boss in the world..."


    "It''s toote now." A deep, charming voice sounded from behind Este. "Are you criticizing me?"


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    Este immediately sprang up, putting a considerable distance between herself and Brandon,


    wearing an awkward smile. "Mr. Larson, fancy seeing you here today. Oh, I was merely jesting... I''m


    here to introduce some potential clients to J."


    Afraid that Brandon would take offense, Este hastily invoked J''s name as an alibi.


    Suppressing a smirk, Brandon cast a nce at Sean


    beside him and drawled, "If it weren''t for your timely cough, she''d have unleashed a torrent of


    nder against me."


    Sean and Este exchanged awkward smiles.


    Brandon chose not to dwell on the matter, instead waving his hand dismissively. "Since your


    girlfriend feels this way, I won''t keep you working today. You can leave early."


    Sean, realizing Brandon desired some alone time with J, nodded knowingly and ushered


    Este and their friends away.


    Silence enveloped the reception room once more.


    Noticing Brandon''s sullen expression, J couldn''t help butugh. "As the CEO, are you really


    going to bicker with a youngdy?"


    Unwilling to admit defeat, Brandon shot back, "You should be more concerned about your desserts.


    You haven''t received any order yet, and you''ve almost run out of desserts."