"Velvet Royale, huh? | got you covered, Bella," Sean said as he quickly figured out exactly what his sister was talking about—a
specific kind of plush fabric with distinctive features. Whipping out his phone, he barked out a few orders.
"So, you're saying once we get our hands on this velvet, we can whip up a jacket and ship it out?" Sean casually inquired after
hanging up.
"There's more to it than that. Our company's staff will need to handpick the finest fibers. You see, we've got top-of-the-line
technology for water repellency, antibacterial properties, thermal retention, and mite resistance. Once we get the right velvet, we'll
select the best of it and turn it into the final product.”
Sean hadn't realized how much effort and care his sister put into making a single piece of clothing. No wonder the clothes were not
only stylish but comfortable and practical too!
But it seemed like such hard work for her. He couldn't help but feel a pang of concern.
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"The fabric for the jacket is derived from deep-sea minerals located in the region below the snowy mountains. It's windproof,
waterproof, and wrinkle-resistant, yet lightweight and warm. We'll dye it to have a pearl-white sheen since that color suits the
client."
"We've got plenty of that fabric in stock. If we get enough velvet too, | could make a couple of extra jackets for you, Sean. They'll
be super comfy. Do you have a favorite color?" Arabella asked, looking at Sean with a smile.
No matter what he liked, her team could produce any shade he desired.
Sean was touched that his sister, with access to such incredible materials, thought of him first. "Any color is fine for me, but I've
already got plenty of jackets. You should have smade for yourself."
Such exquisite materials and craftsmanship—he wanted her to enjoy them for herself.
Arabella just smiled and replied, "What you don't know, Sean, is that when | first cback home, mom and dad ordered a
hundred pieces for me. Not long after, Romeo ordered another hundred. Spring, summer, fall, winter—I've got all sorts of styles
covered. And then they boughteven more. I've got enough to lastfor years."
She sketched two men's down jackets—one long and one short.
"I'll make one in black for you and another in a subtle two-tone—not flashy, like this one."
After finishing the sketches and applying scolor, Arabella handed them over for Sean to see.
Sean was amazed at his sister's skill; she had created such handsand fashionable designs in no time.
Truly, as the founder of QY, her taste, speed, and ability stood out in the whole fashion industry!
He wanted them so badly, yet he couldn't bear the thought of his sister tiring herself out. He was torn.
"Is there anything you don't like? The style? The color?" Arabella asked softly, earnestly awaiting her brother's feedback.
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"No." Sean admired the sketches, his voice filled with appreciation and amazement. "Nothing at all. They're beautiful. The style,
the colors—they're flawless. | can hardly wait to see the finished jackets."
"We'll go with these designs then. As soon as the materials arrive, we can get them made pretty quickly," Arabella said with a
playful grin. "But don't stress yourself out. If you can't locate that Velvet Royale, a different type of velvet will suffice."
It might not be as luxurious as Velvet Royale.
But if it can't be found, she’s got to accept it.
She didn't want Sean to work too hard for that, searching for a needle in a haystack.
"I just want to refine a few details here. There are schairs over there, Sean. Take a seat for a while," Arabella said, her brush
dancing across the paper as she worked, struck by inspiration.
Sean pulled up a chair across from her, marveling at how lucky he was to have such a wonderful sister in his life.