Chapter 95

Chapter 95:

“Here we are in the 21st century, and yet a CEO of your stature still believes women advance only through their associations with men.” With a soft chuckle, she added, “Isn’t that a bit outdated, Mr. Dominguez?”

Roy’s expression grew colder as he responded, “You think you have real talent?”

His tone dripped with disdain, as if he considered all of Sadie’s efforts a mere joke.

Anticipating such a response, Sadie retrieved a folder from her bag and presented it to Roy. “How can you judge my capabilities without looking at this?” she challenged. “Or are you worried that you might feel guilty after reading these documents?”

Roy’s squint hardened as he faced Sadie’s confident stance. He was aware that Sadie was deliberately provoking him.

Walking away would have been the wiser choice.

Yet, fueled by Sadie’s provocations, his anger surged uncontrollably.

The thought of being outsmarted by her was unbearable. Despite recognizing her strategy, Roy responded impulsively, “You’d better hope your skills match your confidence, or you’ll regret it in the end.”

Undeterred, Sadie locked eyes with him, her smile brimming with assurance. “We’ll just have to see what happens.”

Alex soon prepared the lounge for their discussion.

Roy settled into his chair, radiating authority with every movement. He casually took the folder from Sadie, ready to criticize its contents.

Sitting opposite him, Sadie remained poised and focused, bracing herself for a challenging encounter.

As Roy skimmed through the documents, his initial skepticism was evident. But with each page he turned, his demeanor shifted. His skepticism gradually faded as he became more intrigued.

The thoroughness of Sadie’s preparation and the clarity of her presentation were undeniable.

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After half an hour and having gone through all the documents, Roy acknowledged that Sadie was the most innovative and capable fashion designer he had encountered. He realized her designs would likely be highly successful in the market. They were also a perfect match for the new direction his company was aiming to take.

Today’s young people sought fashion that showcased their uniqueness and style. Previously, his brand had been synonymous with traditional elegance, which failed to resonate with the younger crowd.

Sadie’s fashion designs perfectly aligned with the latest youth trends. Roy set the folder aside, meeting Sadie’s eager gaze as he said deliberately, “Your designs are exactly what our company has been searching for.”

A wave of relief washed over Sadie as she smiled brightly. “I appreciate your approval, Mr. Dominguez. I’m eager to collaborate with you.” Victory seemed just within her grasp.

Rising from his chair, Roy made his way to the door. “However, we cannot proceed with a partnership.”

“May I ask why not?” Sadie asked, taken aback, her fingertips trembling slightly. Was Roy still upset? She quickly added, “Please accept my apologies. I…”

Roy gestured dismissively, a trace of resignation on his face. “It’s not about holding grudges. I realized I jumped to conclusions about you too quickly.”

He sighed, looking back at Sadie’s earnest, yet somewhat pale face. “Noah spoke to me earlier. Any agreement should be discussed directly with him.”

Pausing, he added apologetically, “Attempting to bypass him to work directly with me would be inappropriate.”

Roy exited through the door, his parting words lingering in the air. “Miss Hudson, I regret this. While your designs are outstanding, we can’t proceed under these conditions.”

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