Sophie

Camille's eyes narrowed, feeling uninterested and annoyed. “What does Frederick Williams and his fiancée have to do with us?”

Tiffany explained, “Haven't you heard? His fiancée will be our new design manager. Every year, there's a big event where designers showcase their latest creations. Designers apply and are selected into groups. Each group submits their design, and the best one wins.”

Camille's eyes widened, “So, it's like a process where designers apply and are selected into groups to create new designs?”

Tiffany nodded, and Camille furrowed her brows, “What does Frederick Williams Fiancée has to do with that?”

“Come on, don't you get it. The group is divided in two, Mr. Frederick heads one of the group, and she acts as the manager for that group. The selection for the designers goes through her. Another person is also selected to head the second group with his manager. Now you see? She will be heading our company. Isn't that a blessing?” Tiffany breathed in calmly and held her