After ending the call, Wilhelmina cast a nce at Mia. She was determined to prove to Shelly that Mia
was
truly pregnant.
However, there was no need to rush things at that moment.
After a moment of contemtion, Wilhelmina opened her WhatsApp and yfully typed, “Hey Keegan,
didn’t
you mentionst time that you were looking to meet a talented girl?
“Interestingly, there’s a colleague in my studio who surpassed me and secured the top spot in that
With everything arranged, Wilhelmina swiftly approached Felix.
“Felix, we’ve justnded a design order for a luxury vi, and the client specifically asked for Mia to
take
charge of the project,” she announced coquettishly.
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“Alright, I’ll deliver the order to herter,” Felix remarked.
With a subtle smile on her lips, Wilhelmina exited the office.
Having established a connection with the Barrett family, it seemed appropriate to distance herself from
Keegan.
Having Mia take her ce could simplify matters, shielding Wilhelmina from potentialplications.
With
Shelly around, Keegan would find himself powerless against Wilhelmina.
Soon after, Mia secured the design contract for a luxury vi.
Upon dialing the client’s number, a middle–aged man picked up. After introducing herself, Mia asked,
“Could you provide an overview of your design preferences?”
“Mr. Stewart is currently upied. If you want specifics, you’ll need to meet him in person,” came the
swift.
reply.
“And when would be a suitable time?”
“He is avable tomorrow afternoon. You maye straight to the vi,” the voice instructed before
promptly
ending the call.
Mia nced at her phone, reflecting on how many affluent Individuals seemed to share simr traits.
In this modern era, amassing wealth was undoubtedly challenging.
The following afternoon, Mia arrived at the vi as directed.
Yet, the moment she stepped inside, a sense of unease washed over her.
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It could have been the living room decor that didn’t sit well with her, though she couldn’t quite ce her
finger
on it.
Taking a seat on the sofa, Mia awaited her appointment.
Soon after, a maid approached with a tray of fruit juice.
“May I-” Just as Mia began to inquire, the maid abruptly turned and walked away, leaving Mia’s
question hanging in the air.
Mia held back from speaking, her gaze briefly lingering on the beverage in front of her before deciding
not to consume it.
With her pregnancy, she needed to be cautious in her dietary choices.
As moments passed, the sun outside gradually dipped toward the western horizon.
Mia felt the temperature in the living room drop noticeably.
She took out her phone and dialed the client’s number again, but there was no answer on the other
end.
Just as she contemted leaving, amanding voice echoed from behind, halting her in her tracks.
“Ms. Bowen, please wait.”
Turning around, Mia saw an elderly man in a wheelchair emerging from the elevator, apanied by a
tall, hefty middle–aged man standing beside him.
Recognizing the voice, Mia gathered that this middle–aged man must be the individual she had spoken
with
over the phone.
Retracing her steps, Mia greeted, “Hello, Mr. Stewart.”
“I heard you secured first ce in the Fleur International Design Competition. Truly, talent often
apanies beauty,” Keeganmented.
Mia managed a strained smile, feeling uneasy about Keegan’s gaze.
“Please, Ms. Bowen, take a seat and make yourselffortable.
“I couldn’t help but notice you haven’t indulged in the fruit spread before you. Is there something else
you’d prefer? I’d be happy to arrange an alternative for you,” Keegan remarked.
“It’s alright, Mr. Stewart. Here are some design sketches I’ve crafted. Please take a look and let me
know if anything catches your eye,” Mia suggested, hoping to redirect the conversation.
Following that, Keegan made a swift gesture, signaling Roberto to seize the design sketches.
At the same time, Keegan handed a business card to Mia, stating, “Ms. Bowen, you might not be
familiar with who I am. Allow me to introduce myself.”