LittleNovelJust at that moment, the employee elevator stopped on the first floor.
The doors opened, and three people waiting outside entered the elevator together.
As soon as she saw who had entered, the faint smile that had just appeared on Reese's face disappeared
instantly.
When Ms. Gibbs saw Lukas, she was shocked.
Her voice was soft and sweet, full of delight as she greeted, "Mr. Strakovski! Good morning!"
Indeed, the three people who had entered were Miss Gibbs and Miss Styles, along with Reese's assistant, Miss
Rivers.
Seeing Miss Gibbs, Reese's mood inexplicably... worsened.
Lukas put away his phone, furrowing his brows as he looked at Miss Gibbs, "What are you doing here?"
Reese was quite familiar with the tone in which Lukas spoke. She lowered her gaze, her thoughts uncertain.
Rose felt ecstatic and wasn't affected by Lukas's expression at all, "I'm here to work on sdesigns with Miss
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Lukas's tone turned slightly chilly, "Hmm."
Seeing that they were nearing the design department floor, Miss Styles nudged Rose's arm.
Rose hurriedly spoke up again, "Mr. Strakovski, there's something I'd like to discuss with you privately."
Lukas unconsciously glanced at Reese, then gave Miss Gibs a scrutinizing look. After a moment of silence, he
said, "Let's discuss it in my office then."
Rose immediately sighed in relief, nodding happily with a satisfied "yes."
Compared to Rose's happiness, Anika was even more delighted. She had an expression of triumphant joy, as if
she were the one called to Mr. Strakovski's office.
Reese, on the other hand, maintained her expressionless face, her gaze fixed on the smooth elevator wall, not
saying a word.
When the elevator arrived, she swiftly stepped out, with Miss Rivers following closely.
Miss Styles said to Miss Gibbs, "Rose. I'll be waiting for you in the design department!"
With that, she stood tall and confident, striding out of the elevator with an air of superiority.
Reese had already outlined the design draft for Miss Styles. When she reached the design department, she
brought the preliminary design to her to see if there were any additional requirements.
She entered a meeting room with Miss Rivers, and as soon as she handed over the initial design draft to Miss
Styles, she glanced at it and then threw it directly at Reese's face, saying, "Miss Roberts, may | ask what you've
drawn for me? | paid you money, and you've givensomething like this? Are you just trying to fool me?"
Before Reese could say anything, Miss River's expression changed, "Miss Styles, if you're not satisfied, just say it.
There's no need to throw the design draft in someone's face. Even if you're a client, you shouldn't insult others
like this!"
Miss Styles lifted her chin, disdainfully glancing at Miss Rivers, "Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to
me?"
Raven was so angry that her face turned red.
Reese reached out and pulled her back, then looked expressionlessly at Miss Styles, "Miss Styles, if you have any
areas of dissatisfaction, please letknow, and I'll make the necessary changes."
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Miss Styes snorted lightly, "That's more like it this time, little girl. Learn from Miss Roberts here. The customer is
God, and when dealing with God, you should show the appropriate attitude!"
Reese glanced at Miss Styles calmly and confidently, "Miss Styles, can we continue discussing the design
requirements? Even if you're a client, there's a limit. | don't need you to teachhow my assistant should do
her job."
Anika didn't expect that after throwing Miss Reese's design draft and receiving no immediate reaction, her
mentioning Miss Reese's assistant would immediately trigger a defensive response.
She sneered coldly, looking down on Miss Roberts, "Are you trying to teachhow to do things?"
Reese's gaze remained unwavering, "Certainly not!"
When dealing with a mad dog, she certainly wouldn't want to bite back after being bitten. That would make her
no different from the other party.
Seeing Miss Roberts's indifferent demeanor, Anika's anger grew.
Her close friend, Rose, had already caught onto Mr. Strakovski, a big shot. And who was Mr. Strakovski? He was
Reese's boss!
Reese Roberts, a mere designer, dared to have this kind of attitude towards her!
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