Chapter 265
It was Vance sending the photo of a jacket. The message read: [The shoulders on this one are a little tight. I need it altered.]
Rebecca felt a flicker of irritation, typing back: [I’ll talk to the studio when I have time]
He sent another photo, requesting: [This one, too. The sleeves are short.]
Rebecca: [That’s impossible. They’ve made you over 100 pieces. You never complained when I brought them home. Now every single one needs fixing?]
Vance: [Yes, they do. And this one. Check it out.]
He sent a picture of himself wearing it, but everything looked fine.
Rebecca: [It looks fine to me.]
Vance: [I don’t like the style. Too dull. Alter it.]
Rebecca found him impossible.
In the past, he had always stressed, “I’m a CEO. My public image needs to be mature and steady. Nothing too trendy.”
Rebecca: [Are you deliberately finding faults today?]
Vance: [Think whatever you want. They still need altering.]
Rebecca: [Take them to the studio. Derek will fix them.]
Vance: [You talk to him. I’m busy. Just forward whatever they say.]
Rebecca: [ I’m busy, too. If none of these fit you, give them away. If you can’t even do that, just donate them.]
Vance: [I’m keeping them. A few alterations, and they’ll be fine.]
Desmond was already there, practicing hard. Sweat glistened on his forehead, and his face lit up.” Rebecca!”


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