XTZ is a very ancient fashion brand, renowned overseas as well, and holds a higher status than many top luxury brands in the current fashion circle.
So for the Riley Group, this collaboration is extremely important.
All the designers from the Riley Group will participate in designing clothes for XTZ’s Autumn-Winter fashion show, and Charlotte Thompson is the Chief Designer this time.
When she first received this news, Charlotte felt some pressure.
However, after many years of experience in Ashton and with the Thompson Family, Charlotte was ready to excel in this job.
So for this design, Charlotte is putting in a hundred percent of her seriousness.
"XTZ is a foreign brand and it’s their first time collaborating with a company from our Druarus, so I think the design elements of this clothing must not be missing our Druarus native elements."
These four words are easy to say, but if you really want to do it well, it’s not an easy task.
"You’ve worked hard."
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Charlotte’s designs were only sketches by now, but they already showed promise.
"It’s not a hardship, this is my job, and it’s also my hobby."
Charlotte looked up at Justin with a smile.
Because she loves designing, this led her to devote all her energy to the industry, and thus giving her a greater sense of fulfillment.
Justin gazed into Charlotte’s starry eyes, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but raise into a tender smile. He reached out to cup Charlotte’s cheek.
It was Charlotte’s earnest attitude that deeply attracted him.
His fingertips lingered on Charlotte’s lips, the soft touch made Justin reluctant to let go.
The two looked at each other, each seeing their own reflection in the other’s eyes.
Justin’s throat bobbed, the intermingling gazes made the atmosphere around them even more ambiguous.
Justin’s intense gaze left Charlotte a bit overwhelmed. She gently touched Justin’s restless fingertips and awkwardly avoided his gaze.
"Charlotte," Justin softly called her name.
Charlotte pursed her lips, she felt like her heart was filled with a restless rabbit, her hand clenched the front of her dress unconsciously.
Justin loved to see Charlotte’s shy demeanor. He deliberately moved in closer, his whisper just next to her ear.
The hot breath was injected into Charlotte’s ears, making her ears tingle.
Charlotte’s cheeks flushed, her coquettish look only fueled Justin’s passion.
Just as their lips were about to touch, the door to the study was pushed open.
"Mommy Mommy, we saw your variety show on TV, hurry up and come!"
Hank Thompson walked in recklessly, scaring Charlotte into hastily pushing away Justin.
"Huh? What did you say?" Charlotte hadn’t heard what Hank said just now and turned to look at him.
"Mommy, your variety show is on TV."
Hank repeated, looking at Charlotte with a touch of perplexity in his eyes.
"Mommy? Why is your face so red?"
Saying that, Hank ran up to Charlotte, his little hand touching her cheek.
"Oh my! Mommy, are you sick?"
Seeing the anxious expression on Hank’s face, Charlotte quickly grabbed his little hand.
"Don’t worry, mommy is not sick ..."
She said, her gaze sweeping over Justin.
"Mommy is just ... feeling a little hot."