Lost Me Gained Regret

Chapter 507

Gregory noticed my mind wandering and playfully ruffled my hair. "Lost in thought?"

I snapped back to reality, managing a small laugh. "It's nothing."

Imagine if my biological mom was a Taylor. That would've made my life way too sweet.

Born a Myers, dating a Ford, and then finding out my mom's a Taylor?

That's like hitting the jackpot in Vista Town's version of high society, not just locally but nationally.

...

Bella's influence turned Janedream into an overnight sensation.

Suddenly, we were the hottest fashion brand in the country.

We had a flood of requests for custom orders, but after discussing it with Christine, we decided to stick to our original plan and not increase the slots. Slow and steady was the way to go, both for Janedream and for us.

However, we decided to seize the moment and expand our physical stores, not just in Vista Town but also in RiverCity and other major cities.

Suddenly, the whole Janedream team was swamped, with Christine and me running around like headless chickens.

Thank goodness Edith came back just in time, or else we'd have no time to spend with Ike.

With the surge in market demand, our current designs weren't enough. We had to keep coming up with new ones, and Jeff was struggling to keep up. I had to jump back in.

In addition to handling custom orders, I was constantly in meetings or sketching, leading the Design Department in brainstorming sessions.

Christine was in charge of marketing and also oversaw the renovation of our flagship store and the selection of other locations.

We also couldn't neglect the establishment of our Vista Town branch office.

This time, finding a place wasn't as hard. Once we had our location and size requirements sorted, there were only a few options that met our needs. On the day Christine and I were heading to check out an office space, Bryant called.

"Jane."

His voice came through, clear and soothing, "I heard from York that you're planning to set up a branch office?"

RF was still a major shareholder in Janedream.

Previously, I didn't have enough funds to buy back RF's shares, and now, Janedream's value had skyrocketed.

Asking RF to sell their shares now would seem like biting the hand that fed us, and Bryant was a businessman after all - investment is about making money.

I was driving as I replied, "Yeah, Mr. Carlson has approved it."

After a brief silence, Bryant's voice softened, "Congratulations, I'm happy for you."

I paused, slightly taken aback.

Right. Starting this business was all about not letting my parents' hard work go to waste and making Janedream a household name in fashion. And we were finally there!

I smiled, "Thanks for the initial investment, Mr. Ferguson."

"Jane..." Bryant paused, his voice a tad

Sooarse before he chuckled

l

softly, "Guess you won't have time to make my suit anytime soon, huh?"

I'll make

I cleared my throat, replying, "I really can't at the moment. If you can wait, it for you after this busy period. If not, I can recommend someone else..."

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Bryant cut me off, "Jane, I'm not in a hurry. You focus on your work."

After hanging up, Bryant leaned back in his leather chair, his eyes misting over.

He was flooded with memories of the past three years when Jane had always put him first.

Especially the times she had personally made him suits, her eyes filled with hope and caution, worried he might not like them.

Back then Jane was just a budding

while his wardrobe was

bespoke suits and

WY

vers

Unfortunately, he had failed to see the emotions hidden in her eyes back then. Knock-knock-

The sudden knock on his office door snapped Bryant out of his reverie.

With his emotions in check, his voice was detached, "Come in."

"Sir, there's a resume that might need your personal attention."

Kevin entered, holding a document.

Bryant frowned, "Whose is it?"

Kevin wouldn't bring up a resume unless it was important.

Handing it over, Kevin said, "Nadine."

The atmosphere in the room dropped to freezing in an instant.

Without even looking at the resume, Bryant's voice was icy, "Throw it out."

"But, sir, look at the position she's applying for..."

Upon hearing this, Bryant glanced at the resume, then his slender fingers crumpled it into a ball of waste!

-Design Department Deputy Director.

Very well.

Before Kevin could excuse himself to avoid his boss's wrath, Bryant added, "Wait."

"Yes, sir?"

"Break Alaric's other leg, too!"

It was time to put an end to his persistent nuisances.