âYou looked really hot in that shirt last night, Romeo said.
Arabella arched an eyebrow, âArenât I always?â
âYou always are.â Romeo moved closer to her cute ear, his voice both teasing and filled with desire, âbut last night, you were especially captivatingâ
His eyes were filled with affection, and his lips curved up slightly, âYou were very good last night.â
She looked pure and innocent in her sleep. Her serene and elegant face was like a goddess isolated from the mundane world.
Arabella had no idea what happened after she fell asleep. Seeing the car approaching the companyâs front door, she reminded, âCarl, pull over and let me out.â
âSure thing, Ms. Bella!â Carl said.
Romeo stroked her face gently, âIâll pick you up at noon.â
âMm.â Arabella said.
As soon as Arabella entered the company, she heard a ridicule voice, âWell, if it isnât Ms. Bennett! Did you come to work in a luxury car? That mustâve cost a pretty penny.â
The one who spoke was Oscar, the big boss of the company before Arabellaâs arrival. Although he didnât see the license plate just now, the limo model and the RollsâRoyce logo on the hood were enough to prove its worth.
âYouâre so young, Ms. Bennett, yet you can afford such a luxury car. Iâm impressed.â Oscar said, even making a bow.
A hint of indifference curled up at the corner of Arabellaâs mouth, âQuite free, arenât you? Shouldnât you be at your post instead of loafing around here?â
âI am waiting for a client and just happened to see you, Ms. Bennett!â Oscar said cheerfully, âIs that your car? Or your boyfriendâs? Or maybe your sugar daddyâs?â
âWhatâs it to you?â Arabella walked towards the elevator, âJust do your job.â
Oscar watched her slim and beautiful figure, feeling contemptuous. He thought she got her position just because of her young and beautiful face. Arabella took the elevator to the twentieth floor and saw her assistant Dean and designer Molly waiting for her from afar.
âMs. Bennett, Molly has been waiting for you.â Dean said.
âWhatâs up?â Arabella pushed open the door to her office, sat in her office chair, and looked up at the girl in front of her.
âMs. Bennett, here are my recent designs. I was wondering if I could get your feedback?â Molly handed over the designs, her heart thumping, unsure of Arabellaâs response.
Seeing Arabellaâs confusion, Molly hurriedly explained, âAt the last company meeting you held, our department head went and showed you my design. After your revision, my design has greatly improved.â
She admired Arabellaâs talents and almost took her as an idol.
âWhat kind of design do you want to create?â Arabella picked up her design and began to look at it.
âOf course, fresh and beautiful, thatâs my design style.â Molly said.
Mollyâs eyes sparkled, excitedly, âI hope to design the most beautiful clothes in the world, just like my idol â Queen Abby. Ms. Bennett, do you know Queen Abby?â
Arabella paused briefly and smiled slightly, âI know.â
âShe is an extremely talented designer! You can see her unique aesthetics and deep skills from her works. Every piece of clothing, every bag she designs, is perfect beyond criticism!â Molly said.