Chapter 206: He Was Almost Exposed
Hilla didn’t know that Bruce not only attracted women, but also attracted mosquitoes.
There were more than a dozen mosquito bites all over his body, and a few of them were even extremely swollen. No wonder his face had been so tense from the very beginning.
<Can’t you say that you are bitten by the mosquito? The man who can control everything easily stood under the tree and fed the mosquitoes.
Didn’t he know that walking could prevent being bitten by mosquitoes?>
Hilla found that Bruce was quite smart when it came to business, but he was an idiot when it came to life!
Thinking of the scene of him being bitten by the mosquito with a taut face, Hilla couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
She was originally in a gloomy mood today. After meeting Queeney, she had talked a lot in the cemetery, and her mood became increasingly bad.
She didn’t expect that the mosquito bites on Bruce’s body easily healed her. "What are you laughing at?"
Bruce turned his head and looked at Hilla innocently, which made Hilla want to laugh even more.
She pursed her lips and controlled her expression. "It’s nothing. I just feel that this bite looks very cute."
Her fingertips were very light. After applying the ointment, she carefully rubbed it so that the medicine would be quickly absorbed by his skin.
As Bruce felt the gentle touch on his body, he felt that he became sensitive as her fingertips moved.
"Cute?"
Bruce raised an eyebrow. Was she saying that he was bitten and she thought it was cute?
Seeing that he was not satisfied with the adjective, Hilla suddenly felt better. She smiled slightly and nodded, "Each and every one of them is round and red. Are they not cute?"
"Aren’t you talking about fruits?"
Hilla said with a smile, "The fruits are not as cute as them."
He stood under a tree and got bitten without caring about his identity and pride. Wasn’t he cute?
Hilla originally thought that she would be sad for a long time since she lost the
design paintings of the Holt Corporation. At least she didn’t know how to explain it to Halle for a while.
Now that she saw Bruce and the mosquito bites all over his body, she wasn’t sad about these things anymore.
Those design paintings were very precious, and the acupuncture skills and techniques on them were also very unique. However, Hilla was very clear that even if she could no longer use them in the future, as long as she was still alive, she would definitely design better works in the future.
There was no design that could make things difficult for a designer.
Even if she was unwilling and even resentful, she didn’t regret it.
"The next time you wait for me, just sit at home and wait. Don’t worry. No matter where I go, no matter how late the time is, I will come back!"
Hilla stood behind Bruce, her fingertips gently twirling a mosquito bite on the back of his neck, saying in Bruce’s ear.
He turned to look at the woman behind him and found that she was smiling. Her dark eyes were shining under the light, a little dazzling.
When she said this, her little face looked particularly unconcerned, as if she was talking about something very common, but Bruce could understand what she meant.
"I got it!"
The man did not ask further, nor did he continue to discuss with her, nor did he ask her what had happened today.
Both of them seemed to have something on their minds, and neither of them bothered each other anymore.
...
The next day, Hilla couldn’t help but tell Halle about the matter with Queeney.
Halle was silent for a moment, and then said, "Although it’s a pity, the things are gone, and we can make better ones in the future."
However, it was a pity that the design paintings contained the efforts of the ancestors of the Holt family. Although Queeney got them somehow, they had indeed failed to protect the things of the Holt family when the Holt family was in trouble.
"Halle, don’t you blame me?"
Hilla bit her lip and looked at Halle on the screen. She knew that Halle’s mood must be the same as hers.
The things of the Holt family were important to her, and naturally to Halle.
"How could that be? Without those, we are still here. It is just an object. No matter how important it is, it is not as important as us. Moreover, Queeney’s conditions are really unacceptable."
If Hilla went to Bruce for these things, she knew that the Anderson family would help them, but in the end, they still owed the Anderson family. She didn’t want her sister to be dependent on the Anderson family in the future.
"But without the cloth and gauze, what about our order?"
Not only did they lose the design paintings, but they also lost the silk in Queeney’s hands. Without silk, how could they make cloth unless they used other materials to fake it? Queeney was clearly asking them to destroy the reputation of the studio.
Halle thought for a moment, then said, "Since the order can’t be made, then we will refund and compensate. Fortunately, the studio still has some. We can make as much as we can. As for the rest, we will pay the customer double the price."
Then their studio would have to pay a lot. The studio had just opened, and Halle had already sold almost all the properties that she had.
Now that she had to spend so much money, Hilla frowned. It seemed that they were going to go bankrupt.
She was fine. The Anderson family would treat her well. But Halle had to raise Emily. Although they started the studio for the sake of the Holt Corporation, Halle could also make a living with it.
Everyone had to make a living. Even if Halle could make do with it, how can Emily, who was just one year old, make do with it?
Hilla didn’t speak. Although she agreed to Halle’s request, she couldn’t help but roll on the bed, thinking about Halle’s future life.
Just as Hilla was so worried that she was about to scratch the wall, she received a call.
"Is it Ms. Holt from Halle & Hilla Studio? I saw your work on the website and I like it very much. I want to ask if you can design a gown."
Hilla thought, "Is this world really so kind? Just when I was about to doze off, someone sent me a pillow."
Hilla was startled, and she quickly agreed, "Sure!"
"That’s great. I have a dinner party next week. I’m in a hurry."
"It doesn’t matter. If it is convenient to meet you today, I can finish it and give it to you in five days."
In the remaining two days, it could be modified according to the customer’s feedback.
"That’s great. I’ll send you the address."
Hilla took the address of a luxury apartment and drove over. When she saw the Best Actress winner in front of her, she felt as if she had been hit by a big prize.
Carlie, who had just won the Best Actress award this year, smiled at her and said, "Thank you for coming. I’ll walk the red carpet at the party next week."
Hilla came back to her senses. The Best Actress winner like Carlie had her own team and sponsors, but she was looking for a little designer of a nameless studio.
Although it was unexpected, it was a timely help for Hilla!
...
After taking Carlie’s measurements, Hilla carefully noted down all the data.
"I will send the design to your assistant in two days at the latest. If you are satisfied with it, or if there is anything you need to modify, you can tell me directly."
This was the first time she had made a dress for a star. Although she was a little nervous, Hilla was still very confident that she could do it.
Looking at Hilla in front of her, Carlie laughed, "It doesn’t matter. It is a little urgent, so the materials are prepared in advance. If you think it is okay, can you directly start?"
Hilla was stunned. Didn’t she care about the design of the clothes? Generally, the most important thing was the design, followed by the materials. Making the dress only required two or three days.
However, the person in front of her seemed to be certain that her design would satisfy her, so she directly gave her the material.
Hilla was stunned on the spot and didn’t react for a while. Carlie, who was facing her, suddenly said nervously, "What’s wrong? Can’t I prepare the fabric myself? Or maybe you have a more suitable one?"
She thought Hilla was concerned about the money of the fabric, but Hilla shook her head quickly and accepted the cloth with a smile.
"I’m just thinking about the design. You have such a beautiful figure and delicate skin. I have to fully display them with my design."
Carlie heaved a sigh of relief and smiled. "Thank you."
Hilla didn’t waste any more time with Carlie. She received the deposit and communicated with her agent about some details and requirements before leaving.
The assistant at the side frowned and said, "Carlie, this designer isn’t famous at all. She’s a newcomer. I heard that she just graduated from abroad and had been making some ancient costumes. You asked her to design your red carpet dress next week. Won’t you be laughed at?"
Carlie frowned and waved her hand. "Contact my designer and ask him to design a suit for me first. If Hilla can’t make a good one, just throw it away."
Her assistant said, "Then why do we do this? Are we giving her money for free?"
Moreover, she even advertised for her for free. Regardless of whether Carlie would wear the clothes designed by this person or not, if this designer said that she had designed a dress for Carlie, her popularity would definitely soar.
Carlie sighed and said, "I’m just giving her money for free. Alright, hurry up and contact my designer. Don’t delay my red carpet next week."
Even though it was just a small charity cocktail party, and the scale was not large, there was a great competition between female stars. The popular period of the
female stars was short, and no matter what occasion it was, they could not lose a chance to make themselves shine.
The assistant pouted, took his phone, and walked out of the door, muttering, "This is a waste of time. What background does this little designer have?"
The Best Actress winner personally invited her to make a dress, and Carlie was very friendly to her all the time. The Best Actress winner, who was always cold, seldom treated people so politely. Even the people around her thought that this designer was a big shot.
However, she was just a student who had just graduated. She had never even entered the company. What vision and talent could she have since she had not entered the design company to temper herself?
Carlie also felt that what the higher-ups had told her was ridiculous, but she couldn’t refute it.
After seeing Hilla leave, she made a phone call to her higher-up. "The task you assigned has already been completed. We have ordered for the best and the materials needed have also been taken away."
"Yes, I understand!"
Carlie hung up the phone and sighed. She was also curious about the identity of this little designer.
At the Anderson Group!
James received a report from the manager of the entertainment branch. He nodded and walked to the president’s office.
"Mr. Anderson, it has been arranged according to your instructions. Carlie has already made an appointment with Madam to measure the size. As long as Carlie walks down the red carpet in Madam’s clothes next week, Madam’s design will definitely be popular."
As long as Hilla, the designer, became well-known, the Halle & Hilla Studio would not need to rely on small retailers. She could go to high-end brands.
The premise was that Hilla’s design satisfied Carlie and next week, she was willing to wear it at the party.
He couldn’t help her too obviously. He forced the artists under the banner to advertise his wife. After all, it was a loss of status.
"Well, bring over the development case of Brightbush City."
James responded and quickly started working. He turned and left the office.
Bruce put down the pen in his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows slightly. He was now worried if his wife could finish the design.
When Bruce returned home from work, Hilla was holding the drawing board and staring at it. It was completely blank, and there was not even a brush mark on it.
Hilla bit the tip of her pen, her small face wrinkled. Even when Bruce came back from work and walked behind her, she did not notice.
"Madam, in order to save money for me, are you already going to eat paper?"
Startled, Hilla immediately turned around. However, she was in such a hurry that her forehead hit Bruce’s chin.
She suspected that Bruce’s teeth were about to be knocked out by her. "Are you alright? You scared me when you stood behind me."
After she finished speaking, she saw that the ground was full of paper balls that she had thrown away. Alexa did not dare to disturb her. She could only let her throw them all over the ground.
Hilla blushed in embarrassment. She reached out to rub Bruce’s chin and said in a low voice, "I received a big order today. I’m busy. You can’t disturb me for the next two days."
Maybe the studio would have to rely on Carlie to rise up.
"Oh, what’s the big order?"
Bruce touched his chin that was numb from the impact, but he couldn’t help but smile.
Looking at the brilliant light rising in her eyes, his mood improved a lot.
"It’s the gown of the Best Actress winner, Carlie, for the red carpet next week. The Best Actress winner looked for me, a nameless little designer. Do you think there’s a conspiracy?"
After all, Queeney and the Hutt family had been plotting against her recently, which made her a little nervous. The studio had just met with difficulties and could not continue when she received a very important order.
What a coincidence!
Bruce coldly snorted and pulled her up from her seat. "Hurry up and go wash up. It’s time to eat."
In the end, there was no inspiration for designing, so Hilla didn’t insist. She nodded and turned to go upstairs.
But when she thought she had finally received a good order, she was in a good mood, and even her footsteps became much lighter.
Bruce looked at her jumping like a child and could not help but remind her, "Be careful, don’t fall."
"Got it!"
Seeing her go upstairs, only then did he let out a sigh of relief. Her insight was good.
He was almost exposed.