Chapter 129 I'm So Talented in Design
Chapter 129 I'm So Talented in Design
No, that was not accurate.
Because no matter how hard I tried, even if I had designed the most awesome work, Alicia would not
pass it. The ultimate purpose of her project was to make things difficult for me and to embarrass me in
public.
Therefore, why should I care about Alicia or other people's thoughts?
In other words, this was a particularly good opportunity for me to make clothes for my baby!
Thinking like this, I just felt that I was overwhelmed by warmth. This was the first time I had been a
mother. 'Dear baby, I'm waiting for you!'
I looked at the cute little boy in the sketchbook, picked up my pen and began to draw.
I didn't know whether my baby was a boy or a girl. If it was a boy, I hoped that he could be as pure and
sunny as Adrian. So, I wanted him to wear simple clothes with personality.
If it was a girl, I hoped she was the cutest and gentlest little princess in the world. I wanted to dress
lovably.
"Rachael, look. You make it!" Adrian smiled.
Only then did I come to myself and realize that I had designed a dozen or so clothes for models that
Adrian had just drawn in the sketchbook. Besides, I drew some on blank paper. Although the clothes
and shoes I drew weren't as beautiful as Adrian's, they basically looked like what they were. I depicted
my thoughts.
"I have drawn them, but I don't know how to make it!" In the contract, not many products were required.
Every week, seven clothes per sample would be enough. However, the acceptance samples had to be
finished products, not design manuscript papers.
"There's no need for you to worry about this!" Adrian said as he pulled open the wall of the studio.
Inside the wall, it was a workshop. There were dozens of employees dressed in the same attire in it.
"Mr. Orton!" When they opened the door, all the employees bowed respectfully.
"Make them all!" Adrian gave all my papers to the foreman and then led me to an empty corner.
"Rachael, I will personally demonstrate it for you today. You need to know that I have never done it
myself. Look at my slender and beautiful hands. I am reluctant to let them work!"
Adrian tossed his hands in front of me. I watched and laughed. "Thank you, Adrian!" I said repeatedly.
Adrian glared at me, and I laughed even happier. Adrian could only sigh, "Alright, you owe me a favor!"
Adrian sat down and restrained the smile on his face. Once he was dealing with design, I found that
Adrian became quite serious, as if he had changed into a different person.
"Actually, making clothes isn't difficult at all. First of all, you need to measure it properly. Normally,
people need to use model paper, just like them." Adrian pointed at the employees not far away. They
were cutting the sample paper and then placing it on the cloth.
"But because I am a genius, I can omit this step. I directly start with the cloth. In fact...." Adrian smiled,
"I don't design. I directly cut the cloth!"
As Adrian spoke, he picked out a piece of white denim. After taking a look at it, he started to cut it.
I was worried that his work would be inaccurate. But when I saw him quickly cut a garment, my worries
disappeared without a trace. Adrian deserved to be a master. He did not rely on any tools, but his work
was much more precise and exquisite than those employees'.
"Do you see that? This is skill!" Adrian began to sew up the cloth he cut. In almost the blink of an eye,
the white shorts that Adrian had painted on the sketchbook were presented in front of me.
This pair of shorts was peculiar and attractive. It was white, but this color seemed to contain thousands
of colors. It was quite mysterious. Moreover, the design of this pair of shorts was simple. But it
appeared to be fashionable and adorable.
"Adrian, you're amazing!" I praised you sincerely.
Adrian scratched his head shyly.
"Mr. Orton, it's done!" The foreman stepped forward and presented the product.
I looked at the finished product in front of me and was dumbfounded. In just a short period of time,
these people made everything I designed. Furthermore, in terms of design and cloth, they were much
better than what I had imagined.
"Don't be surprised. You know who their boss is!" Adrian rubbed his nose and said proudly.
"Adrian, you guys are really amazing. You completely changed my concept of making clothes!" I
grabbed Adrian's hand excitedly.
"Rachael, don't be shocked. Something more shocking is waiting for you."
"Can you teach me?" I looked at the beautiful clothes in my hands. I couldn't believe they were
designed by me. Besides, those shoes were cute. Suddenly, a strong desire to learn from Adrian
emerged in my mind. I wanted to be as powerful as Adrian!
"Of course!" Adrian smiled and agreed without hesitation.
"Adrian, thank you. You're really a good person!" I said sincerely.
"Rachael, you can show your gratitude to me tomorrow. Tomorrow you and Kieran will be engaged. I
have prepared an engagement dress for you!" Adrian leaned towards me and said mysteriously.
I was instantly shocked. If Adrian hadn't mentioned it, I would have completely forgotten about it. The
purpose of working with Kieran was to make Marlon fall in love with me. The engagement was simply
fake, but Kieran hadn't said anything yet. Did he forget about our contract? It seemed I needed to
discuss with Kieran later on how to postpone or cancel this engagement!
"Rachael!" Adrian waved his hand in front of me.
I forced a smile, "Thank you!" NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
"Don't stand ceremony on me. As long as you cook delicious food for me, I will do anything!"
I chatted with Adrian for a while, and then I rushed back to the company. Although I solved the design
issue, there was still a huge rock pressing down on me.
Sure enough, as soon as I entered the office, all the employees looked at me with a chilly gaze.
Although they did not gossip me recklessly in front of me as they used to, they now looked at me with
implicit ridicule and contempt.
...
I sighed and walked to my own office. Because Everly had moved away, her original office now became
mine.
"She does set a good example for us. It's already half past one in the afternoon. She might as well
don't come." Just as I was about to enter the office, I heard a sarcastic comment coming from behind. It
was against me.
I turned around and found the speaker was Nellie, Everly's most trusted secretary.
That was not strange at all. When Everly was here, Nellie treated me as a thorn in her flesh in order to
please Everly. Everly was no longer here. Nellie thought she got no promotion prospect anymore. She
naturally took me as an incomparably disgusting person.