This section was dedicated to high-end luxury customization gowns. Giselle glanced at the dresses before asking, "Did you design all these evening gowns?""Yes," answered Yasmin.Giselle immediately complimented, "They're lovely."Roxy chimed in, "Giselle, I remember you can dance. Why don't you choose a flowy gown?"That way, it'd be a beautiful scene when you dance with Blake at the birthday party.""It does sound beautiful," Giselle replied. Then, she pointed at a white evening gown and asked Blake, who was beside her, "Blake, what do you think about the white one?""It's fine," Blake answered gently after glancing at the gown. "I'll try that, then." Giselle turned to Yasmin, smiling as she requested, "Yasmin, could you please get me that?"Yasmin stood there with her head down but beamed after hearing those words. "Of course."She then asked her assistant to take the gown down for Giselle to try on. "Blake, let me try on this gown first. Wait for me here," Giselle s
Since she could not find any flaws in the gown, Roxy complimented, "Giselle, you look good in everything!""You're exaggerating! But Yasmin is really good at designing. This finished piece looks amazing when worn," Giselle responded with a smile. "But I feel there's too much fabric around the waist. I want it tighter. Also, the hem of the skirt is too long, and I'm worried I'll step on it and trip. I want to shorten it."As she spoke, she looked at Yasmin, asking, "Yasmin, you won't mind my requests, right?""Of course not." Since Giselle was pregnant, it was normal that she would be worried about falling. So, Yasmin asked her assistant to bring a measuring tape over. Just as her assistant was about to measure the gown, Giselle commented, "Yasmin, I'm afraid your assistant might not measure accurately. Why don't you do it yourself?""Okay." Yasmin nodded.Although somewhat uneasy, she felt better after considering the gown's price. A high-end luxury dress like that would c
"Mr. Burke, why are you here?" Yasmin asked, surprise evident on her face."I just wanted to take a look at your studio and also check on your hand." As Ivan spoke, his gaze fell on Yasmin's left hand. "Does it still hurt today?""Not anymore," replied Yasmin. Even though she knocked her hand earlier, the pain had subsided. Ivan took out an ointment and continued, "I brought an imported cream for you. It's effective for reducing swelling and bruises. Try it.""Thank you." Yasmin accepted the ointment. Roxy was baffled as she watched their interaction. She liked Ivan, but he had always been indifferent to her. Why was he so gentle to Yasmin? Moreover, Ivan was doing it in front of Blake. Wasn't he afraid that Blake would tell him off?"Giselle, what's going on?" Roxy asked with confusion. Not only did Yasmin appear composed, but Blake and Giselle seemed unfazed, too. The situation seemed unreal to Roxy. Giselle responded gently, "Don't you know about this? Ivan and Yasmi
"Thank you, Yasmin." Giselle broke the silence. "You're welcome." Yasmin walked over with a tape measure and remeasured the hem of Giselle's dress. Giselle said smilingly, "It seems things are going well between you and Ivan."Yasmin stiffened at her words. It must be Annalise who told Giselle about it. In other words, Annalise and Giselle got along well together. Giselle was probably a better daughter-in-law in Annalise's eyes. "Yeah." Yasmin did not say much. She asked, "Ms. Giselle, are you sure you want the hem altered to fall below your knees?""Yes." Giselle glanced at Blake. Blake did not say anything as his gaze rested on Yasmin. His expressionless face exuded a heavy sense of oppression. Yasmin stood up and glanced at him after sensing his gaze. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Giselle was standing between them as worry flashed in her eyes. She said, "Yasmin, just adjust the hem of the dress and don't touch the waist. I'm afraid it might
In the studio, Yasmin gave the cake to the staff before taking Ivan to the men's display area. There were also various finished products, and Yasmin had designed all of them. Ivan looked at them one by one as his gaze filled with admiration. "Did you design all of them?" Yasmin nodded with a smile. "Mm-hmm. Mr. Burke, are you looking for attire for Giselle O'Shea's birthday party?""How did you know that?" Ivan was surprised. Yasmin said smilingly, "She mentioned it this afternoon, saying her birthday party will be at the end of this month."Ivan nodded. "Are you upset that she came to you for a customized dress?"Yasmin continued smiling. "Not at all. She brought business to me. Why would I be upset? Mr. Burke, what do you think about this attire?" She pointed to a dark gray formal wear set in the display case. "How's that?"Ivan looked at her. She said, "My hand is injured now. I can't design, but these finished pieces can be slightly modified."Ivan asked, "Why did yo
Eunice went downstairs after counting the fabrics. The staff were enjoying the cake, saying it was a gift from Ivan and praising his handsome looks. Eunice asked, "Mr. Burke?"She ran upstairs and asked Yasmin, "Mr. Burke from NAS Group?"Yasmin acknowledged with a hum. Eunice asked, "Did he come to see you? And he brought a cake?"Yasmin sipped the coffee and said casually, "No, he came to order a custom attire and brought along a box of cake for me." Eunice asked, "Why?"Yasmin smiled. "No particular reason. Maybe he's just a nice person."Eunice sat down and took a bite of the cake. Then, she asked again, "What about the two scumbags? Did they leave?"Yasmin said, "Mm-hmm. I closed a 680,000-dollar deal with Giselle O'Shea." Eunice snorted, "I didn't expect mistresses these days to be so shameless, parading around in front of the legal wife."Yasmin held two receipts between her fingertips. "I don't care about them as long as I'm making money. I closed two deals today
Yasmin looked surprised. "What are you doing? Don't you have a serious case of germaphobia? I made these rice balls myself. My hands were all over them." Saying this, she intentionally opened her hands to gross him out. Unexpectedly, Blake only paused for a short while and then ate the rice ball with an expressionless face. "Not bad."Yasmin was completely dumbfounded. Seeing her bewildered, Blake chuckled and asked casually, "Is your hand getting better now? You can make rice balls?""I just sprained it a bit. It's not like it's broken. A day or two of rest, and I'll be fine." Yasmin lifted her hand, and the swelling had eased considerably. She felt almost back to normal. Blake ate another rice ball and took a sip of her mutton soup. Yasmin exclaimed, "Hey, don't eat my dinner. There's some soup left. If you want some, get it yourself. Mary made a big pot."Blake said, "Ladle the soup for me."Yasmin refused. "No way.""I'll take this one then." Blake directly took her bo
Yasmin was stunned. "Is it serious?""I've been to the toilet twice. What do you think?" Blake gave her a gloomy glare. Yasmin could not help but feel the urge to laugh. Sensing his cold gaze, she dared not laugh and said, "I'm sorry. Let me help you back to your room to rest first." Then, she helped him sit on the bed and went to fetch some medicine. After finding the stomach medicine, she poured a cup of warm water and brought it to Blake. "Here. It's stomach medicine. Take it."Blake got up, took the water and medicine, and swallowed them. Then, he leaned against the pillow. Yasmin asked, "How do you feel after taking it?"Blake said, "My stomach still hurts.""It may take a while to kick in." Yasmin sat on the edge of the bed. She was wearing a pink nightgown with her long hair cascading over her shoulders, looking quiet and beautiful. Then, they fell silent. They were facing each other, but they had nothing to say.Yasmin used to initiate the conversations and chatter