Long Live The Master

Chapter 1139: Not Giving Up

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1139: Not Giving Up


And the next second, Zara Ward on the other end threw out an inquiry that puzzled Elijah Walker even more.


"Designer Walker, could you rush to Melissa Tanner’s studio right after work?"


"What’s the matter? And why did you suddenly get in touch with me?" Elijah Walker was utterly confounded.


What Elijah Walker hadn’t expected was that the response on the other end of this call was just as puzzled, "Designer Walker, don’t you know what you’re supposed to be doing next?"


Zara Ward glanced around, turning to look at her studio staff, but they were all just as bewildered.


"Uh... I’m sorry, Miss Ward, but I think there might be some misunderstanding between us. Could you have dialed the wrong number?" Elijah Walker was completely at a loss.


"You’re joking about a wrong number, aren’t you? Your name is Elijah Walker, right?"


"Yes, I am Elijah Walker."


"Aren’t you a designer for Riley Group?"


"I am a designer at Riley Group."


"Then there is no mistake. Charlotte Thompson said she was going to give you a collaborative project and asked me to contact you. You are to come directly to my studio after work. Don’t you know about this?"


As a result, Zara Ward’s words stupified Elijah Walker on the spot.


He hadn’t misheard, had he?


A moment of mental haze left Elijah Walker speechless, and on the other end of the phone, Zara Ward, receiving no reply, felt even more that something was odd.


"What’s going on? I didn’t dial the wrong number, did I? Or maybe the signal is poor over there..."


Zara Ward muttered softly to herself, then prepared to hang up and redial.


By this time, Elijah Walker had also snapped to his senses and quickly stopped her, "Wait a second, Miss Ward, could you repeat that? Who gave me the collaboration?"


"It’s Charlotte Thompson, the supervisor from your company. Don’t tell me you don’t recognize her?"


"Charlotte Thompson..." Elijah Walker murmured dryly.


Right now, he felt like he didn’t know anything.


"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me? If you can, give me some sort of response," urged Zara Ward, growing impatient.


Elijah Walker, jolted awake, responded incessantly, startling Zara Ward.


"Miss Ward, I understand now, I’ll head to your studio right after work! Thank you!"


Elijah Walker felt his speech was somewhat disorganized, and even after the call ended, he still had a surreal feeling.


But the call log on his phone showed what had just happened.


Elijah Walker saved the phone number and a surge of excitement welled up in his heart.


Charlotte hadn’t given up on him, after all, she had even arranged a collaboration just for him.


He had been wrong about Charlotte all along.


"Hey, isn’t that Designer Elijah Walker standing over there..."


At this moment, someone saw Elijah Walker standing still in the distance and began to jeer with ill intentions.


But before they could finish speaking, Elijah Walker ran off like the wind, frightening the provocateur into cursing him as crazy.


Meanwhile, Charlotte in the office received a phone call from her older brother, Henry Thompson.


"There’s been some progress on what you asked me to investigate before."


"Before..." Charlotte murmured softly, then suddenly reacted with a low exclamation of surprise, "Big brother, you’re not talking about that matter concerning the Ross Family, are you?"


Before the Ross Family’s banquet, Charlotte had asked her older brother to look into something about a woman named Raina Richard, but then she heard that the Ross Family hadn’t found anything, so she gradually forgot about the matter.