Chapter 70
All eyes were on Melissa now. Eric glanced at her briefly but held his silence deliberately
This time, the request for a matching set of parent–child outfits was urgent, and it wasn’t the kind of task that should be left to a new employee.
Melissa didn’t have enough experience, and her sensitivity to market trends might not be up to par. Plus, she was unmarried and hadn’t listed any previous experience in children’s fashion on her resume.
He was still pondering over it when Katrina spoke up. “Eric, Melissa won first place in the design competition, You trust her, don’t you? Are you doubting her abilities now?”
Melissa furrowed her brows slightly. ‘Why does Katrina always have to poke at me‘ she wondered. ‘Could it be, like Scott said, that she sees me as a threat to her position in the department?”
In the workplace, it’s all about ability. Melissa hadn’t intended to compere, but since Katrina’s repeated digs made her decide, Melissa was going to
outdo her.
Melissa spoke to Eric. “Eric, let me give it a try. I’ll come up with a design and show it to you. If it works, I’ll continue. If not, we can always find. someone else to take over
It was a balanced approach, leaving room for adjustment. Eric’s expression softened as he handed her the materials and briefed her on the general
situation.
Katripa, however, was watching the whole thing like she was waiting for a show. She spoke in a tone that wasn’t too loud but clearly intended to be heard Newcomers always want to prove themselves.
“When it all goes wrong, guess who’ll be left cleaning up the mess?
Melissa pretended not to hear. Now that she had the task, she felt her excitement bubbling up. Once Eric left, she dove into the work wholeheartedly.
Designing children’s clothing wasn’t hard for her, and in fact, it felt like second nature.
Back in Lachlan, Melissa used to work for others during the day and run a stall at the night market, selling kids clothes. And not just any clothes, she designed and made them herself.
At one point, a clothing company approached her, wanting her to design for them, but she turned them down. She didn’t want to risk exposing her identity.
Melissa knew what the current trends in children’s fashion were, and after considering the company’s overall design style, ideas started flowing. She quickly began sketching.
Melissa was so absorbed in her work that she didn’t notice until Niki called her. “Melissa, the workday’s over. Are you staying late?”
Melissa glanced at the time and realized how late it had gotten. She’d been working for hours and still felt full of energy.
She was tempted to keep going, but thinking of Curtis waiting for her at home, she reluctantly said. “Just a little longer, I’ll finish in a bit. See you,
NIK
Niki gave her a thumbs–up. “You can do it!”
Melissa buried her head back into her work. It wasn’t until half an hour later that she shut down her computer, gathered her things, and left the
The bus during rush hour was even more crowded than she expected. In her high heels, Melissa stood in the middle of the sea of people, gripping the handrail for dear life to keep her balance.
Suddenly, a car in the lane next to the bus swerved, and the driver slammed on the brakes. Melissa almost toppled into the head standing in front of her.
Lap of a man with a bald
She quickly straightened up, holding the handrail even lighter. Over an hour later, Melissa finally got off the bus, feeling like her body was falling
There was still a way to go, and with the heavy laptop bag on her back, the trudged forward. It had been a while since she’d worn high heels, and after starting for more than chour, her feet and ankles were sore and wobbly.
Melissa glanced around to make sure no one was watching and slipped off her shoes, carryling them in her hand. Walking barefoot was definitely better than stumdding in duse hech
Ashe walked hallway, Meli was startled by the honking of a car. She quickly stepped to the side of the road and turned to see who was driving
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It was the same Maybach she had ridden in earlier that morning. The car slowly came to a stop in front of her.
The window rolled down, and Bradley looked at the heels in her hand with an unreadable expression, frowning slightly. His voice was low. “Get in”
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