Chapter 390
With unwavering focus, Stella immersed herself in the process.
Then, the melodious click of high heels echoed through the office, accompanying the arrival of a coffee cup on
her desk.
Turning around, Stella met the disconcerting sight of Docie, sporting a smile that seemed far too saccharine.
Stella instinctively powered down her computer, facing Docie with a guarded expression.
“What brings you here?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I've brought you a cup of coffee and my revised design draft for Shane’s suit,” Docie replied, beaming.
She extended a document towards Stella.
“I've incorporated your suggestions, so please take a look.
Stella observed Docie closely.
Beneath that outward friendliness simmered an unnerving undercurrent, a hidden aggression lurking behind her
facade of politeness.
A few seconds passed, and Stella, unwilling to engage further, informed Docie, “I don’t belong to the design
department.
It's best to follow the standard procedure for reviewing.
Docie hadn't anticipated such a direct rejection.
She couldn't shake the feeling that Stella wielded considerable influence, arrogantly dismissing others.
Clutching the document tightly, she fought to quell her anger.
After a moment, she regained her composure, determined not to let her mask slip.
Changing tack, she inquired, “I noticed you were looking at something earlier, skind of design.
It seemed impressive.
Whose work is that? Can | take a peek and perhaps learn from it?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSuspicion flickered in Stella’s eyes as she offered a perfunctory reply.
“I was just browsing.
No need to look.
Docie, reading between the lines, was fairly certain that the design was intended for Stella's participation in the
competition.
To avoid arousing suspicion, she let the matter drop and shifted the conversation.
“During the design meeting, your proposal for Shane's suit was truly remarkable.
You possess the potential to beca phenomenal designer.
She flattered Stella hypocritically.
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