Chapter 299: She’s Incredibly Talented!

Teri’s POV

I didn’t quite understand Mr. Southwell’s comment, but my instincts told me the dress Omega woman altered looked much better than before! The stitching was so unique; each stitch was carefully placed with great attention to detail. I’ve been in this business for years, and I’ve never seen anyone stitch like she does. I even thought she might be a top-tier designer Benjamin had hired. With that in mind, I couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Southwell, who exactly is Ms. Carson?”

Teri was simply curious about Hayley’s background, but Tanner assumed she was afraid to ask because of Hayley’s possible status. “She’s just a friend,” he responded dismissively. “It’s fine; she’s not an expert. If it didn’t turn out well, that’s understandable.”

Tanner’s POV:

Teri was stunned by my answer. “Boss, that hurt my feelings!” she exclaimed.

Confused, I looked at her. “What’s wrong?”

Teri immediately replied, “If an outsider can do this well, what does that say about me, someone who’s been in the industry? I’ve been in this line of work for so many years, but now I feel like I’m inferior compared to an outsider. It’s such a blow to my self-esteem. I can’t take it; I need some time alone.”

With that, Teri left, leaving me standing there, staring at her back with a puzzled look. “Can you at least explain yourself?” But all I got in response was silence.

Something about this didn’t seem right. Could Hayley be talented? But even if she was smart, so what? Design isn’t like other fields—it takes time and experience. What does Hayley have?

With those thoughts in mind, things became clearer. Why overthink it? I should just wait and see what Hayley’s design looks like.

Chapter 249: She’s Incredibly Talented!

When I returned to the design room, I saw that Hayley had already roughly outlined the new dress. As I looked at the finished design, my jaw dropped. This design was just as good as anything the boss could create; I thought it might even be better.

“Ms. Carson, are you sure you’re not a professional?” I asked her, filled with doubt.

Hayley bit her lip and said, “I’d say I’m an amateur for now.”

I wanted to cry. An amateur could be this talented, while I, a professional, was left in the dust.

“Ms. Carson, you’re so gifted!” I couldn’t help but praise her.

Hayley glanced at the dress and said, “The overall shape is almost there, but it still needs the final details. Can you help me with that?”

I nodded, and the two of us began the final touches on the dress. Hayley stitched each part carefully while I assisted. We worked together so seamlessly.

By the time the last stitch was in place, Hayley rubbed her sore arms. “Finally, it’s done.”

I stretched, exhausted. “Ms. Carson, you’re amazing! You managed to fix this dress in just one day.”

Then, I stood up and rubbed my stiff legs, then glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already 10 PM.

“It’s so late? I didn’t even feel the time pass.”

Just then, Hayley’s stomach growled loudly, and I realized we still hadn’t had dinner.

“Ms. Carson, it’s getting late. Since we’re done, we can head home,” I suggested.

Hayley nodded. “Sure, but let’s grab dinner first.”

I was about to refuse, but then I didn’t want to miss the chance to eat with such a talented designer, so I agreed.

“Alright, I know a new place nearby. The food’s pretty good. Let’s go there.”

We agreed. After that, we covered up the completed dress with a fabric, locked the door, and left the studio.

The two of us headed to a nearby barbecue stand. As soon as we sat down, I eagerly ordered a variety of my favorite dishes.

“Ms. Carson, don’t be shy. This dinner is on me tonight,” I said, enthusiastically.

Hayley smiled and said, “Well, in that case, I won’t hold back.”

She took the menu, picked some dishes she liked, and handed it to the waiter.

“Ms. Carson, do you drink beer? Barbecue and beer go perfectly together.”

Hayley seemed interested and she said, “Alright, give me a bottle.”

I happily turned to the waiter. “Two bottles of beer, please.”

Noticing how familiar I was with the place, Hayley asked, “Do you come here often?”

I explained, “Not really, just a few times with colleagues. The barbecue here is really authentic—you’ll see when you try it.”

“Sounds good, I’m excited to try it.”

As we were talking, Hayley’s phone buzzed.