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Chapter 241:

After all, the project was riddled with complexities that even the company’s best professionals struggled to address.

Still, Millie didn’t dare upset Khloe. She had seen Khloe’s capabilities and the commanding presence she carried, fully aware that this was no ordinary woman. Declining her offer could invite unwanted trouble.

Suppressing her skepticism, Millie offered a polite response. “Thank you, Miss Evans. Let’s continue this discussion in the design office.”

Khloe gave a slight nod and walked behind Millie into the design office.

As they stepped inside, they caught the design director on a call, with a voice from the other end yelling furiously in a foreign language. “Ten minutes! You have ten minutes to deliver a proper design, or the order is off. You’ll have to cover our losses.”

The design director’s face went ashen as he desperately tried to pacify the other party, all the while shooting a pleading glance at Millie. Millie’s brows knitted together, her expression heavy with concern.

At that moment, Khloe stepped forward, took the phone from the design director, and spoke fluently in the foreign language. “Mr. Smith? This is Khloe Evans speaking.”

The moment Khloe introduced herself, the angry man on the other end, Richard Smith, softened instantly, his tone turning enthusiastic. “Ah, Miss Evans. What a surprise to hear from you.”

A slight smile curled Khloe’s lips as she responded with steady confidence, “Mr. Smith, there’s no reason to be upset. I’m here at the company working on this project. I’ve reviewed the designs, and while there’s room for improvement, I assure you, if you grant us an hour, we’ll deliver a plan you’ll be pleased with.”

Richard didn’t hesitate, responding promptly, “If you say so, I’ll allow an hour. Miss Evans, I trust in your expertise and look forward to seeing your work.”

When the call ended, the room plunged into silence. Every eye was fixed on Khloe in disbelief, struggling to comprehend what had just happened.

Had Richard been pacified by just one sentence from this young woman?

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The design director, still gaping, finally managed to speak, “Miss Evans, who on earth are you? Mr. Smith seemed so deferential!” Nearby, the designers exchanged hushed whispers, their eyes alight with curiosity and awe.

Millie was just as astonished, her heart pounding. Who was this young woman capable of earning such reverence from a fashion icon like Richard? She couldn’t shake the feeling that Khloe’s presence today held immense significance.

“Oh, it’s nothing, just a brief acquaintance with Mr. Smith from my time abroad,” Khloe said casually, offering no further explanation.

In truth, their connection ran much deeper—Khloe had once saved Richard’s life when he suffered a heart attack while abroad. Without that act, it was unlikely that Richard, a prominent merchant, would alter his schedule for anyone.

“Show me your design,” Khloe instructed. “I’m familiar with Mr. Smith’s taste and might be able to guide you.”

The design team quickly got to work, bringing the design to Khloe with utmost respect. Their eyes brimmed with hope and anticipation, as if she were their last chance at salvation.

Millie stood off to the side, watching nervously as Khloe reviewed the design. Her chest tightened with unease, unsure of what Khloe’s verdict might be.

Khloe studied the design intently, her brows knitting in concentration. Suddenly, she pointed to a specific detail. “Who came up with this mermaid pattern? It’s a plagiarized design.”

The room fell into stunned silence as Khloe’s words sank in. The design director quickly glanced at the mermaid pattern Khloe had highlighted on the draft, and his face drained of color.

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