Joyce tilted her head in puzzlement as she leafed through the notebook. “This is weird.”

“What is it?” Natalie asked curiously.

 

Joyce handed the notebook over to her. “These are all design blueprints, and it’s rather mediocre. They don’t look like Jessie’s design works at all.”

Like Natalie, Jessie had been lauded as one of the most talented designers in the country.

I’ve seen her designs before. They were at least in the same league as Nat’s. But the ones in this notebook are nothing more than the quality of an amateur.

 

“You’re right.” Sally nodded in assent. “These drawings are no different from those of mass-market fast fashion. They’re not up to par at all.”

Natalie kept silent and continued to flip through the pages.

These really are just some substandard designs, which don’t look like Jessie’s usual work at all. What is going on?

Before she could dwell on it any longer, the airport broadcast called all passengers for boarding.

 

“Let’s not overthink this. Maybe this belongs to Jessie’s apprentice,” Natalie stated.

 

“Who in the world would carry their apprentice’s stuff around? I know I wouldn’t,” Joyce disagreed.

Sally nodded. “Me too.”

 

smile. “We shouldn’t overgeneralize our own assumptions. Anyway, Joyce, I’m going to rely on you

count on me,” Joyce

then turned to

goodbye to Joyce before heading toward

after ten hours’

had already arranged for a driver to pick them up upon their arrival at the

villa owned by Shane. They were pleased to know that the villa was situated not far away from the

and was immediately overwhelmed by the sheer grandeur of it. “Nat, this

indeed breathtaking,”

wealthy.” Sally let out

with a smile. “Well then, make yourself comfortable. I’m going to make a

Mr. Shane, right? Off you go.” Sally waved

number while walking toward

almost 8 o’clock in the

when the

a little. “What’s the matter,

something happen over

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