“Please, make yourselves comfortable. Karina mentioned that Annalise intends to open an art studio. Are there any specific design requirements you have in mind?"

Before Virgil could respond, Annalise interjected, her tone carrying a hint of condescension.

"I presume you're an assistant designer?"

Rosalynn nodded affirmatively.

"That's correct."

Annalise shifted her gaze to Virgil.

"I'm aware that Karina wants her best friend to take charge of this order. I don't want to put her in an awkward position, but I must emphasize that my standards are exceptionally high. Besides, being a designer myself, I fear that a mere assistant designer won't be able to meet my expectations."

It was abundantly clear that Annalise had no intention of entrusting Rosalynn with the task.

Virgil cleared his throat. His embarrassment was palpable as he rubbed his nose sheepishly.

“Karina has assured me that Rosalynn is exceptionally talented.”

“But she is still an assistant designer." Annalise turned to Look at Rosalynn.

“Please accept my apology if my words came across as dismissive. I didn't mean to insinuate any lack of excellence on your part. I simply value directness and have no patience for beating around the bush."

It was evident that Annalise belonged to the upper echelons of society and carried an air of arrogance.

Maintaining her professional composure, Rosalynn replied with an unwavering smile, “I understand your concerns. How about I arrange for a senior designer who can precisely cater to your specific requirements?”

“Doesn't Rose work in this studio? I specifically want Rose to handle the design for me," Annalise asserted.

Rosalynn arched an eyebrow and replied, "Unfortunately, Rose doesn't o)

Unbeknownst to them, Rose was standing right in front of Annalise.

However, Annalise adamantly refused to let her take charge of the take on small-scale orders like this design draft.

“Virgil, I've had the pleasure of witnessing Rose's work, and I'm enamored with the style," Annalise cooed, clinging to Virgil's arm Like a spoiled child.

Virgil tenderly patted Annalise’s hand and turned to Rosalynn.

“Rosalynn, is there any way you can arrange for Rose to meet us?"

Observing Virgil, Rosalynn experienced a whirlwind of emotions.