Chapter 307: Chapter 581

Chapter 581 Natalie was also worried about her. “If it’s really getting hard for you to move about, why don’t you ask Mr. Wesley to let you work from home?”

Tasha smiled, relaxing now. “Don’t worry. I can still do my work here. I’m planning on working overtime to finish all the projects that can be accomplished during this period. Then I will stay home until I finally give birth.”

Natalie knew Tasha wasn’t only a capable but a determined woman too.

She may still be an assistant, but Tasha could easily and perfectly complete all the projects a real designer could. Recalling what was on the papers she had just picked up, Natalie asked in confusion, “Did we get any design projects for children lately?”

Tasha didn’t answer.

Natalie looked up and noticed Tasha’s strange expression. She immediately apologized. “I’m sorry. I saw it when I picked it up. It’s very cute.”

Embarrassed, Tasha held the documents tightly in her hands and said, “I drew these by myself. I designed them for my baby.”

“You should submit it to the competition. Then, all the children worldwide can wear the lovely clothes you designed. Maybe you can profit from it too!”

Natalie encouraged Tasha to participate in the children’s clothing design competition. It had recently started accepting entries.

“No, it’s been years since I participated in any competition,” Tasha said with obvious hesitation.

Just then, Natalie saw Elizabeth walking towards them, a cup of coffee in hand. Natalie pulled her over. “Elizabeth, look at this design Tasha drafted. I think she should join the children’s clothing design competition. I’m sure she’ll get good results. What do you think?”

“Really? Can I have a look?” Elizabeth’s eyes sparkled as she looked interestedly at Tasha.

“Fine. Go ahead and have a look. Let me know if you find anything that can be improved.” Tasha shyly handed over the drawings.

Taking the papers from her, Elizabeth looked over them. As she did so, her eyebrows wrinkled.

Seeing the serious expression on her face, made Tasha nervous though she had no reason to be. Taking up her pen, Elizabeth made some changes to the draft. “I’ve made a few adjustments to the collar, but the rest of it is really good. You should have more confidence in yourself, Tasha. This will make a really eye-catching kid’s outfit.”

“I’m going to design an adult version, two of them, one for men and one for women.” Tasha’s eyes lit up. Thanks to this encouragement from Elizabeth and Natalie, she had a whole new energy about her.

Seeing Tasha get back to her work, Elizabeth turned to leave.

“You seem happy today.” Looking at Elizabeth, Natalie had noticed that when she was modifying the design for Tasha, her hand hadn’t seemed to hurt one bit.

“It’s a nice day today, nice weather, so I’m in a good mood.” Natalie’s stare made Elizabeth feel a little awkward. “Is there anything else you need from me? I’ve got to get back to work.”

“Is your hand better then?” Natalie asked. She could just make out the beginnings of a smile on Elizabeth’s face. It looked like something good had happened.

“Frank made me an appointment to see a therapist. After just two sessions, it’s starting to work.” Elizabeth’s expression changed, softening slightly.

Something sweet blossomed in her beautiful eyes.

“It looks like you’re making good progress,” Natalie said, with a meaningful look.

“What do you mean?” Elizabeth’s cheeks turned red.

Natalie waved her hand, smiled and said, “I’m talking about your condition.”

“I’m going to see the doctor again today. I don’t know what will happen.” As Elizabeth said this, a sadness came over her. “To be honest, I really didn’t want to see a therapist, but after my last session, I kind of hope this one won’t end so soon.”

Going to these sessions meant she could see more of Frank.

Stifling a laugh, Natalie wanted to say, “Well, maybe it’s because you’ve fallen in love.”

However, before Natalie could say anything, she was rudely interrupted.

“What are you two talking about? If you’ve got any juicy gossip, I want to hear it.” Derek shamelessly shoved his ear into their personal space.

“Why are you here?” Natalie hadn’t seen Derek for a while. She had hoped Derek had given up pursuing her.

Now it looked like he had no such plans at all!

“I’m here to send flowers.” Derek pulled out a bouquet of bright red roses from behind him and flourished it at Natalie. “I’m just too busy to see you as much as I’d like these days. You wouldn’t be so heartless as to forget me already, would you?”

Natalie sighed. “You’ve already caused enough trouble, Derek.”

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Chapter 1329 Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen Chapter 1187 Derek’s heart sank. He whispered in her ear, “It’s not me who’s giving you problems. It’s the Larson Group and Brandon. I’ve been watching the news for the last few days. It doesn’t look good for them. You should elope with me, why don’t you? I promise I wouldn’t let you get involved in this kind of trouble again.”

“You’re really impossible.” With her poker face firmly in place, Natalie shook her head and said, “I have a meeting with Mr. Wesley. I have to go.”

Although his hands were filled with roses, Derek’s heart felt empty. “Could you at least take the flowers?”

He chased after Natalie, but Elizabeth got in his way.

With a polite smile on her face, she said, “Mr. Ramsey, you’re here just in time. We’ve just completed your suit design. How about we go and have a look at it together?”

Disappointment enveloped Derek.

His smile faded as he sighed and said helplessly, “Show me the pictures then. Where are they?”

Elizabeth took him to her desk and sorted through her sketches. Then she shoved them into Derek’s arms, saying, “Here you go. That’s all of them.

I’m sorry, Mr. Ramsey, but we’ve got a lot of clients here today, so we don’t have time for a full meeting. Please take these drafts with you and go through them at your leisure.”

Elizabeth encouraged Derek in the direction of the door, and waved him off, in hopes he would leave.