The next minute they were in the fashion department. That was the first department she took him to. Entering the fashion department, Robert noticed how large it was.As they entered the fashion department, Robert's eyes widened in amazement. The room was large, with rows upon rows of racks filled with clothes, shelves stacked with fabric bolts, and tables covered in sewing machines and design sketches. The air was buzzing with activity, with designers and seamstresses hurrying to and fro, chatting and laughing as they worked.Relly smiled, noticing Robert's fascination. "This is the heart of our company," she said. "Our fashion department is where we create the latest trends and styles that will be worn by people all over the world."Robert's eyes darted around the room, taking in the sights and sounds. "Wow, it's so big," he said. "How does it all work?"She nodded, happy to explain. "Well, first we have our design team, who come up with the initial concepts and sketches. Then we have
For the next few minutes, Robert followed her around to see the different departments. The building was gigantic, and after approximately fifty minutes, they stopped in the elevator.Relly noticed that Robert was exhausted. "We're not done yet, young master. There's still half an hour to go, but I'll let you off the hook today," she said.Robert's lips parted into a smile. "Okay, that sounds fair. Thank you!""Well, I have something to ask," he started. "How do the designers for the fashion department get recruited? Is there any degree or experience required to join the team?"Relly took a deep breath, trying to gather her thoughts. "We evaluate based on your talent and skills. But most of the time, we look at your degrees and experience in the fashion world. So I think that's fair enough, right?"Robert nodded approvingly, but his mind was clouded with thoughts about Jacob. Earlier last year, he had applied to join the fashion department as an intern, but he was declined. Since Relly
The following day, Luca sat in his room grinning from ear to ear after he just got off a call with Lily. Luca couldn't wipe the smile off his face as he hung up the phone. He felt like he was walking on air, his heart soaring with happiness. His conversation with Lily had left him feeling elated and rejuvenated. She had just invited him over to her house so they could attend karaoke together.He leaned back in his chair, a contented sigh escaping his lips. He couldn't believe how much he had missed her voice, her laughter, and her sweet words in just a few hours. The sound of her voice had sent shivers down his spine, and he couldn't help but feel grateful for the love they shared.He quickly dashed into the bathroom and had his bath. When he came out, he dressed up in Gucci sweatpants and a t-shirt. He quickly made his way out of the house, eager to meet up at his favorite coffee and library shop.As Luca stepped out of his house, he couldn't help but feel a spring in his step. He wa
CHAPTER.Robert sat there, his eyes fixed on her. He scrutinized her for a moment before speaking up. "Couples?" He asked, to be sure he had really heard right.The last time he checked they weren't even friends anymore Olivia shuddered. "Erm, yes. I mean, couples do have their ups and downs, so that was our own up and..."Robert's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing through Olivia's attempts to downplay her statement."Couples?" he repeated, his voice laced with skepticism. "You mean, as in, you and I were a couple?"Olivia's eyes darted around the coffee shop, searching for an escape route from the conversation. She wanted to find a way back, as the tension was becoming unbearable."Well, yeah... I mean, we were... uh... experimenting with labels?" She answered.Robert raised an eyebrow, his expression incredulous. "Experimenting with labels? You mean, like, science experiments? 'Let's mix Olivia and Robert together and see what kind of toxic relationship we get'? You must be really dru
Robert was thrilled beyond measure. His mother's sixtieth birthday was set to be a celebration like no other. This milestone was more than just a birthday, it symbolized her lasting influence, power, and legacy. From the very moment the date was set, the preparations began in earnest, each detail meticulously planned to reflect the grandeur of her stature.The venue chosen was none other than the sprawling estate that had hosted some of the most significant gatherings in the nation's history. The estate's expansive gardens were transformed into an opulent paradise, with cascading floral arrangements in hues of gold and white, symbolizing wealth and purity. The grand ballroom was adorned with chandeliers imported from Europe, their crystals refracting light into a thousand tiny rainbows that danced across the polished marble floors. No expense was spared, and every corner of the estate echoed the lavishness of the event.Robert, ever the devoted son, was determined to ensure that his
Just as Robert was finishing up his duties outside and was about to head into the main hall, he found his path suddenly blocked by a broad figure. Glancing up, he was startled to recognize the man standing before him. It was the same guy he’d had a heated confrontation with at the birthday party Lily had dragged him to some months ago. The man hadn’t changed; he still had that air of arrogance, and now he stood with a woman by his side, their hands tightly intertwined.The moment their eyes met, the man’s expression hardened. His initial anger flared, his blood boiling at the sight of Robert at such a prestigious event. He couldn’t believe his eyes—what could Robert possibly be doing here? His disdain only grew as he imagined Robert crashing the event or sneaking in for some free food.But then, his gaze traveled down to Robert’s clothes. The simple white shirt and slightly black trousers gave the man all the assurance he needed. A sneer crept onto his face, and his shoulders relaxed
Robert’s anger burned beneath the surface, but he fought to keep it in check. His mother was celebrating her birthday, and while his identity as her son remained a secret, he knew this wasn’t the time to engage in petty arguments. Yet, the two in front of him seemed determined to push his buttons, their words laced with the intent to provoke.“Please, if you’ll excuse me,” Robert said, his voice calm despite the irritation he felt. “I’ve had a busy day.”Richard looked him up and down, eyes narrowing at Robert’s simple clothes, which now seemed to match the attire of the guards and waitstaff. The sight only fueled Richard’s condescension. “You’re a real loser, you know that?” he sneered. “Here to serve, and you’ve got the nerve to disrespect the main guests. What a joke.”Robert remained composed, his patience hanging by a thread. “I’m not here to disrespect anyone,” he replied evenly. “But I’m not here to be disrespected either. I suggest you find someone else to bother.”Richard’s
The taunts were relentless, and Robert could feel his patience slipping. Every word from Gilbert was like a jab meant to provoke him, to drag him down to the level of petty squabbling. But Robert knew better. He knew that engaging in a war of words with them would only serve to feed their arrogance. With a deep breath, Robert decided to walk away. He turned to leave, determined to keep his dignity intact and focus on the long night ahead—a night meant to celebrate his mother’s birthday, not to entertain the likes of Gilbert.But Gilbert wasn’t ready to let him go that easily. “Run along now, little dog, back to your cage. We both know I’m better than you and always will be,” Gilbert sneered, his voice laced with venom.Robert froze as the words hit him. For a moment, his fists clenched at his sides, and he felt the urge to turn around and confront Gilbert head-on. But he knew that was exactly what Gilbert wanted was to provoke him into a reaction, to make him lose his cool in front