CHAPTER FIFTY NINE WILL YOU MARRY MY NEPHEW?
“Bella, you’re incredible. You just secured a major project.” Mary commended Bella.
Bella simply offered a smile and didn’t say anything. She gathered her belongings, preparing to take measurements at the
house.
“Bella, don’t you think this goes against the rules? This order should have been mine. How can you just snatch my client?” Asher complained, feeling wronged.
“Yeah, Bella, it wasn’t your turn to take the order.”
“Exactly, it should be given back to us.” The other two designers who had refused the project earlier now attempted to steal it from Bella.
“Did I really steal your client?” Bella questioned softly, continuing to organize her things without looking up. “Didn’t you all refuse it?”
The three of them exchanged glances, momentarily at a loss for words.
Asher suggested, “Bella, you’re an assistant designer. You’re not qualified to design on your own. What if I take the lead as the primary designer and you assist me?”
“Yeah, Bella, I have experience in villa design.
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