Chapter 302
That license plate was instantly recognizable to anyone who was anyone.
Although Nathaniel’s car was also a Porsche worth three million dollars, it was an older model from a few years ago.
In Vaelion City, it was relatively low-key.
Nicholas had Nathaniel bring the car keys to Serena, not forgetting to add, “No matter how busy you are, don’t forget to eat dinner p>
Serena hummed in agreement, took the keys, and turned to leave the villa.
A moment later, a black, older-model Porsche drove out of the estate.
Nicholas stood at the doorway, his eyes swirling with a deep, ink-black tide of emotion.
Fiona tried to console him. “Master, Miss Lancaster just hasn’t figured things out yet. You have to take it slow p>
Nicholas narrowed his dark eyes, watching until the car’s taillights completely disappeared from view.
Only then did he slowly retract his gaze.
His cold, almost ethereal face no longer held the playfully charming expression he had worn in front of Serena.
“I know p>
He forcefully suppressed the thoughts sprouting in the depths of his mind.
These thoughts.
He shouldn’t be having them.
Because they were not suitable for Serena.
The girl he wanted to pursue was different from other girls.
He had to be patient, to break through the walls around her heart little by little.
It was just that p>
The process of breaking through was truly a bit torturous.
Serena arrived at the YB headquarters.
Rachel Sterne was so excited she was about to go crazy, and the entire team was in a frenzy.
Rachel respectfully escorted Serena into the workshop. “Boss! Ahhh! How can you keep giving me so many surprises? You produced so many design sketches for me in one night, and now you’re here at the headquarters in person! Are you about to give me dozens… no, hundreds more design drafts p>
As she spoke, Rachel’s eyes sparkled, fixed on the canvas bag on Serena’s back. She looked like she was ready to snatch it.
“I came to rush the production of that evening gown.” Serena slung the bag off her shoulder and stuffed it into her personal locker.
As she changed into her work clothes, she asked, “How’s the pattern-making coming along p>
Rachel stared at the closed locker, a little disappointed that dozens of design sketches hadn’t magically fallen out.
But when she heard Serena mention the evening gown, her excitement flared up again.
“That design is absolutely stunning! No wonder that mysterious billionaire was willing to pay a billion dollars! If I had that kind of money, I’d commission a private design from you too, Boss
The two walked into the exclusive workshop.
Serena nodded, quickly getting into the zone.
She carefully inspected the preliminary pattern and suggested modifications for certain details.
Two hours later, after confirming ̧ everything was correct, Serena finally nodded. “Notify me as soon
as the first sample is ready. I’m’
going to work on designing another
gown first
Rachel’s eyes went wide. “Another one? Don’t tell me… there’s another billion-dollar client p>
Serena glanced at her. “Where would you find so many rich people? And even if you did, do they all have money to burn p>
There was only Nicholas… one of a kind.
Serena spread out a new sheet of drawing paper and began to create gown exclusively for Brianna
Blackwood, tailored to Brian yel
unique style.
Soon, a dress completely different in style from the one Nicholas had commissioned began to take shape on the paper.
The materials and details incorporated many of the clever ideas Nicholas had suggested.
The same design concepts, yet two completely different styles.
Serena was very pleased with this.
It had to be said that the requirements Nicholas had laid out had truly stimulated her inspiration.
Serena immediately threw herself into the handcrafted production work with the top master tailors.
Scissors danced and needles flew.
Every cut, every detail was executed to perfection.
The only sound in the entire workshop was the hum of machinery.
The sky outside the window shifted from bright daylight to a dusky yellow, finally surrendering completely to the night.