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Chapter 621 - That Guy Came Into My Room Last Night?Chapter 621 That Guy Came Into My Room Last Night?

Chapter 621 That Guy Came Into My Room Last Night?Chapter 621 That Guy Came Into My Room Last Night?

“Young Mistress Gloria...” Gloria only emerged from the changing rooms after a long while, but she wasn’t wearing the new dress. Andre wanted to say something, but he caught himself in the end.

Blanch also wore a disappointed expression on his face.

“The dress is very beautiful; the most beautiful item of clothing I’ve ever worn, and the size is perfect as well. It’s just that I want to wear it out in the public for the first time in an important setting,” Gloria explained with a smile.

Andre and Blanch’s expressions eased upon hearing that. The design of this dress was completely revolutionary, and it had taken them two days and a night to produce the final product. As such, they were very disappointed to see Gloria refuse to put it on, thinking that she was displeased with their work. Thankfully, she was merely saving it for a special occasion, which was a glowing tick of approval for the fruit of their labors.

“Mr. Andre, Mr. Blanch, I mentioned to you two before that I want to mass produce this dress in different sizes. I have confirmed that you two have the skills to succeed in this role, so I’d like to invite you to become the chief tailors of our Blue Suede brand, and lead a team of tailors to make as many of these three styles of dresses as possible within 20 days.” Gloria turned to the two of them, and said, “Only 10 dresses of this design need to be made with the design remaining constant, but each and every one of them has to be made using different materials and different colors. The other two dress designs can be made with the same color, but in different sizes.”

“Well...” Both Andre and Blanch were rather hesitant about this proposition. Both of them had their own shops in the Aden Square, and even though they weren’t at the very pinnacle of their craft, they were still quite renowned tailors.

Working for the young mistress of the Moreton Family was undoubtedly a tempting offer, but they were still rather reluctant to give up their own shops and become cookie-cutter tailors who made clothes only according to a set of rigid designs. Furthermore, the fact that this young mistress had only made herself known to the public recently was also another discouraging factor.

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On top of that, Jeffree Moreton was renowned for his sexist bias against women. If Cyril was the one making the same proposition to them, they would be more willing to accept the offer.

“I can offer you wages higher than your earnings from your own respective shops. Also, I’m a candidate to the Moreton Family’s heirloom, so I stand equal with Cyril.” Gloria looked at the two of them with a smile, and said, “You know that our Moreton Family has always upheld strong values; we always do our best to offer rich remuneration to those who have helped us.”

Andre looked into Gloria’s eyes before finally nodding as he said, “Young Mistress Scheer has already become the one calling the shots in the Buffett Family, so who’s to say you won’t become the next leader of the Moreton Family? It would be an honor for me to work for the Blue Suede brand, Young Mistress Gloria.”

Blanch looked at Andre and hesitated momentarily before also nodding. “I also agree to offer my services to the Blue Suede Textiles Shop.”

Gloria nodded with a smile, and said, “Thank you very much. If you two have any friends in the same line of work, you can recommend them to join our shop as long as they have a solid ability.”

Mars didn’t say anything as he stood off to the side, but his eyes were filled with approval as he looked at Gloria.

Gloria, Andre, and Blanch held a discussion about the requirements on the number of units and sizes of the dresses to be produced before Andre and Blanch retired to rest for the day. They had worked tirelessly in the past two days to produce this first dress, and there was only more work to come.

In the small office, Mars looked at Gloria, and said, “Young Mistress, I’d like to discuss two things with you.”

“Go on.”

“The current stock levels in the Blue Suede Textiles Shop have been tallied. They’ve all been preserved very well, so they can be used straight away. We won’t have to worry about sourcing materials for a long time to come. The second thing I want to tell you is that in three days’ time, the Chamber of Commerce is going to hold its annual mid-year banquet. On that occasion...” Mars began to deliver a report to Gloria.

“Thank you for your hard work, Mars.” Gloria cast a grateful glance at Mars and contemplated momentarily before saying, “I’m going to attend the banquet in three days. This is an extremely important opportunity for our Blue Suede Textiles Shop. After that, I have to change the name of the shop to just Blue Suede, and use really energetic and exuberant text to write out the name of our shop. I’m going to make a trip to the Moreton Manor now and ask Grandpa for the ownership rights of this shop.”

“I trust in your choice and judgment, Young Mistress.” Mars lowered his head in a respectful manner.

“Grandpa, that’s all I’m asking. If I can make the Blue Suede Textiles Shop a profitable business, then this shop will belong to me and me alone. If I fail, then I’m willing to give up the opportunity to inherit the family heirloom.”

In a small pavilion in the Moreton Manor, Gloria and Jeffree were having a serious conversation.

Jeffree was watering the plants around the pavilion as he asked, “Are you that confident?”

“If I can’t even take care of a textiles shop properly, then what right do I have to become the leader of the Moreton Family?” Gloria answered his question with one of her own.

Jeffree put down the watering can in his hand and looked into Gloria’s determined eyes with a smile as he said, “I agree to your proposal. This bet will be in effect starting from now.”

The sunlight passed through the window and shone onto the ground, as well as Babla, who was comfortably snuggled up in her soft pillow and blanket.

“Yawn-“

Babla stretched lazily as she slowly opened her eyes. The first thing that she saw was the head of a wooden horse. Her expression stiffened slightly before she looked at the blanket draped over her body, the pillow beneath her head, and the room full of toys.

“So... I wasn’t dreaming yesterday.” Babla was slightly dejected. She lay back down onto the pillow, which was so soft that her entire head almost sank into it. She suddenly recalled that she had had no pillow nor a blanket when she had gone to sleep the night prior.

“Could it be... that guy came into my room last night? And he brought me a pillow and a blanket!” A hint of humiliation and rage appeared on Babla’s face. She had never let any man see her in her sleep before!

Babla hugged the blanket tightly to her chest as she murmured to herself, “But... this blanket and this pillow really are so warm and comfortable!” Her current position was so comfortable that she simply couldn’t bring herself to get up.

“Alright, seeing as you’re a decent guy, I’ll let this slide.” Babla released the blanket and lay in her warm cocoon for a while longer before getting up.

“Maybe I can try out my new dress.” Babla turned her attention to the black box on the small table nearby.