A dashing young man with his brooding glance all over his employees was sitting at the head of the table and interrogating them for the past five hours not even giving them a break. It was as if he was in the worst mood of the day and it wouldn’t get better. “Hurry up and tell me what solutions you have to increase the sales or you are not going home today,” Gale spoke with authority and everyone was shivering. John was looking at his boss who was being too harsh at his colleagues and wondered the reason for his boss’s angry demeanour. But if he is getting it right it must be Miss Fletcher because his name boss never behaved like that no matter what trouble came his way he had always been very polite and considerate to his employees. It seems Miss Darcy was the only one who could make his boss lose his temper. He heaved a sigh of relief when the meeting was over and noticed then that every individual sitting in the conference room was crossing their fingers so that the boss woul
Now Gale was a bit worried when he heard the way John explained to him. “Now tell me already what is going on?” Gale's forehead was creased with tension. “Well as I told you Miss Fletcher had done her internship in fashion in Paris about three years back, She was a very good student and her design skills are very good as you have seen the clothes that she has designed for the company. But when she was in Paris she participated in a fashion competition and was framed for plagiarising a designer named Sara Blair, Miss Darcy tried to defend herself and prove her point that she did not plagiarize anyone but in the end, as there was no evidence to show her innocence the judges decided to declare Miss Sara Blair as the winner. And Miss Darcy was blamed for plagiarising others' work. But you see she had a very good relationship with the professor named Mr Rowen Brett who came later and clarified that it was Miss Darcy’s design indeed and he had the proof but it was too late because
After the lunch break, the remaining fifteen participants were to showcase their designs. The host began to shout according to the numbers selected by the designers again. The next participant designer came on stage. He was a Vietnamese female designer who took her model on stage with her; she was truly a beautiful model with pure white skin. The model was dressed in her design and walked around the catwalk. Finally, she stopped in front of the judges and stood still. Everyone around the audience as well as the judges looked at the beautiful work of the designer Vietnam's rich history of textiles includes a custom of silk weaving and weaving in general - which stretches back for centuries. During the medieval period, silk was viewed by the Vietnamese as an almost outrageous extravagance, with deeply held connotations of royalty, respectability, and nobility. Darcy observed that the designer had used multiple colors to showcase her design which represented the combination of modern d
Darcy had become the focus of attention and attention of the audience. Just as Alberto had said. “If you work hard and give your best no one can beat you.” After the amazing performance by Darcy people had more expectations from the rest of the finalists. Darcy had to submit her work to the organizers so it took some time by the time she arrived there were only five participants left. She witnessed the most spectacular designs of two more designers from China and Turkey. Darcy had already done her study, Cotton, silk, and wool have a long history in Turkey and are still popular exports. Today, Turkish fabrics are sought after for their luxury feel and quality. Some of the popular Turkish fabrics today include Şile Bezi, Yazma, Ikat, and Suzani. Turkish fabrics are prized for their quality, beauty, and versatility. They are used to create a wide variety of garments and accessories, from traditional Turkish clothing to high-fashion designs. In recent years, there has been a growing
The celebrations are ongoing but Darcy had to leave the venue as she had received the location of her brother Louis from her investigator telling her that he was seen around that area. He had already sent her the location and the address. So Darcy excused herself and walked out of the venue only to realize that it was raining quite heavily. The rain had been pouring since the afternoon and they did not realize it because they were inside the venue and she had been quite busy. She had already requested a rented car for her to be taken to the place she had wanted that morning so it would be easy for her to communicate. When she got inside the car the driver mentioned that it would be very hard to drive in the heavy rain. She requested him to drive as slowly as he could through the safe roads where it was safer in this way they would reach early as well and it would be safe from the disastrous accidents happening on the main road. She was sitting in the back seat and tried to
Suddenly she realized something and asked. “The driver?” “Don’t worry he was still breathing, they have taken him to the hospital,” Gale assured her. “The masked women?” Darcy asked again. “They have all been taken away to the police station. I will deal with it. They will inform us if they have news about the attacker. But for now, let’s head to the hotel and clean you up.” Gale spoke patiently. “But I have to reach somewhere and it’s urgent.” Darcy pleaded. “Women you are already wounded and completely wet. Where do you think you are going?” Gale asked as Darcy could feel the irritation in his voice. “But I must find Louis or he will vanish again,” Darcy spoke pitifully. Gale looked at her helplessly for a second picked her up and went straight to his car.Darcy tried to protest but Gale did not even look at her as he walked to his car with her in his arms. Once inside the car Gale took his coat and wrapped it around her. Darcy wanted to cry as she did not know how to than
The taxi was driving through the most deserted city streets, Darcy was conscious once more of loneliness, of a desire for companionship, utterly foreign to her. And she forged her thoughts ahead to the coming meeting with Louis to combat it. It had come out of the night like some secret thing that evening before, and now it would not let her go. She had gotten a call from Mr. Russo when she was done meeting the buyers and her favourite designers and he had told her that he had found Louis's address. But the most shocking news he gave her was that it was not Louis who had come there the day before somebody was trying to block their paths in finding Louis as the man whom Mr. Russo saw was a lookalike of Louis. And the man who had followed him had lost track of the imposters on the way but Mr Russo was able to find Louis' address from an art collector who had met him a few days back.Knowing what was in Louis's mind in meeting the art collector Darcy was assured that she had finally
When she reached the main road, she took a bus back to. The hotel, but she could not remain in the hotel all day. She did not want to disappoint her father who was waiting for his son to return and she made up her mind to find Louis single-handedly after what had happened she did not want anyone life’s to be in danger. But she missed meeting him just for a week so she decided to come back again as she was sure to find out something the next day and try to find out where Louis had gone. Over her solitary, she watched the revolving doors, her heart sinking in disappointment. Each time they revealed an unknown phase, it was easy to understand why big cities were considered such lonely places. At six, she went out because she could not bear to sit watching any longer, and on the first corner, she bumped into Gale. He was alone and he gave her a searching look as they came face to face. “I have been parking the car,” He explained. “What luck did you have Darcy?” She shook her head beca