Chapter 1277 The Order Is Back


    After concluding the call, J immersed herself in her work.


    Carly''s order hadn''t been secured yet, so she needed to wrap up Teresa''smission perfectly as


    her studio''s debut.


    Daylight faded as she finallypleted her tasks, just as the workday drew to a close.


    Stretching, she reached for a ss of water when a series of knocks interrupted her.


    "Excuse me, is Miss White here?"


    The familiar voice elicited a raised eyebrow from J.


    She hadn''t anticipated Carly would turn to her so soon.


    Lexi, equally surprised to see Carly at the doorway, hastened to wee her inside.


    Considering the previous debacle with the reporters and Carly''s decision to engage Mandy for the


    dress design, Lexi had assumed Carly would never set foot in the studio again.


    Unperturbed by Carly''s appearance, J courteously ushered her into the reception room.


    Curiosity gnawed at Lexi, who couldn''t resist eavesdropping on the conversation, eager to learn if


    Carly truly intended to enlist J''s services for her grandmother''s attire.


    In the reception room, Carly''s smile radiated genuine warmth.


    Elegantly sipping her coffee, she remarked, "My grandmother adored the cookies you gifted herst


    time. Where did you find that delightful box?"


    With a smile, J replied, "Truth be told, the cookies weren''t store-bought. They were handcrafted


    by Hannah, the woman who raised me."


    Carly''s surprise was evident. "Hannah? It seems you''re not rted by blood."


    J nodded, her eyes softening at the mention of Hannah.


    "Hannah is a benevolent soul who took it upon herself to care for me when I was lost and alone. It''s


    thanks to her that I found a home in this city and pursued a career in design."


    Moved, Carly replied, "It sounds like you share a special bond."


    J nodded again, adding, "In fact, you''ve met Hannah before."


    Carly''s bewilderment grew. "I have? I don''t recall."


    A mischievous grin graced J''s face. "She was in the photos that led you to me. Have you


    forgotten?"


    Realization dawned on Carly. "The elderly woman in the photos is Hannah!"


    J''s smile broadened. "Indeed. The dress she wore was my first creation as an independent


    designer."


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    She then cocked her head, feigning confusion. "So, you''vee to see me today just to inquire


    about the cookies?"


    With a serious demeanor, Carly confessed, "I was wrong to dismiss you so hastily due to the


    reporters '' intrusion. I wonder if you''re still interested in designing a dress for my grandmother."


    J agreed without hesitation, "Of course, I''ll dly handle the design for your grandmother''s


    dress."


    Carly''s brow furrowed, puzzled by J''sposed response. "Aren''t you curious why I turned


    down Mandy and sought you out instead?"


    Leisurely sipping her coffee, J replied, "I surmised that Mandy couldn''t fulfill your vision."


    "Oh?" Carly''s confusion persisted.


    Was Mandy considered an inferior designer in J''s eyes?


    "Please don''t misunderstand. I have no intention of disparaging Mandy." Observing Carly''s


    perplexity, J rified with a smile.


    "Quite the contrary, Mandy is a remarkable designer. However, each designer possesses a unique


    style. Mandy''s creations lean towards opulence, making them perfect forvish gs or soirees, but


    ill-suited to your specific needs."