Greatest Estate Designer Novels & Stories

Esther crossed her arms above her breast. So what if he is handsome? She doesn’t care if she’s surrounded by ugly people as long as she can achieve her dream to be one of the top interior designers in the nation. “Ms Wagner, the CEO is waiting for you!” Mr Jensen came out after Maverick called him to send Esther to his office right away. “Sir, yes, sir,” Esther nervously picked up her box and walked toward the elevator. Esther took a deep breath before going out of the elevator.

"I'll pass the contract to her." Daphne smirked as she left. Having linked herself to the Steele family, she needed to distance herself from the likes of Keegan. Using me as a sacrificial lamb would solve two problems at once. With the Steeles backing her, Keegan wouldn't dare retaliate against her. Soon, I was handed the contract for the "Gray Cliffs Estate." I dialed the client’s number, and a gravelly voice answered. After I introduced myself as the lead designer, I asked, "Could you describe the aesthetic you’re looking for? High-peak traditional or industrial?"

Amy said with a smile, "The decoration here is fantastic!" "Yes, I fell in love with this place as soon as I came in." Jacy ran his fingers through his forehead and replied, "Ms. Sonia, the designer for the decoration of this shop is super. Well, the room is great. From the wall, the floor, to the furniture, all of these are impressively graceful and stylish." With a slight smile on her face, Sonia continued, "Well, he is the youngest designer who has won the Pritzker building prize in the world. He must be good in his job."

Chloe's eyes widened in disbelief. The old man in front of her was in his 60s. He was a widely respected figure in the design industry. It wouldn't have been an exaggeration to say that he was a pioneer. He was none other than the legendary Theodore Rowland. Theodore was a Clusian, but his designs had created waves across the world. Every single design he made was nothing short of masterful. No one had been able to surpass him to this day.

But it was undeniable that his words touched me. Before I could make a statement, Patrick added, "Lannis Harris will be one of the judges." Originally, I was just tempted. But when I heard this name, I looked at him in disbelief, "Who?" "Lannis Harris." Patrick repeated the name again. Lannis Harris could be said to be the most legendary one among the contemporary designers in the world. He was known as a genius as well as a madman. He was not only an interior designer but also an architectural designer.

I know who you are, you are a famous designer and fashion advisor, I have seen your work and I love it. "And you were recommended by Fabian McConnell of all people which means you are no ordinary person, that is why you were allowed into this estate. No ordinary person like her is allowed to live and relate with others here. It's not pride, it's reality." Her smile never wavered as she spoke. If I were to be honest, her confidence was enviable. The way she carried herself and pronounced each word was in a beautiful and wealthy manner.

"I think I have heard of her, the winner of last year's International Interior Design Association." "Yes, her company is M. Rose LuxeSpace Designs. It's only an online company but is easily becoming the next best design company in the country today," Charles commented. "Well, I'm sure you can sway her to collaborate with you and Adrian," Riley suggested. "With matters of work, your dad can proudly say I have never failed," Charles boasted. Riley laughed. She said, "I am truly proud of you, Dad." "What about you? Is your ex bothering you?" Charles asked.

“He has a strong preference for aesthetics inspired by the era of grand royal mansions, while still maintaining a contemporary feel.” She clicked through the presentation. “These are some sketches I created for his residence and interior spaces,” she added, smoothly controlling the cursor as her designs appeared on the screen. Mr. Paul raised his hand and, after a nod from Dad, spoke. “Can you explain why he chose to work with Starlight, and what specific design qualities they offer that made him trust them over other firms involved in this collaboration?” “Well, this isn’t exactly the time for questions,” she said with a polite smile, “but I’d be happy to answer.”

They had found the peace they so desperately needed, and seeing them happy made my own heart feel lighter. When I asked Slade if we could do this, he didn't hesitate. “Whatever you want, Rachel,” he’d said. So here we are. The estate is a masterpiece of modern architecture blended with old-world charm, surrounded by manicured gardens that seem to glow in the afternoon sun. As we stepped through the massive front doors, we were met by twin grand staircases that curved elegantly toward the second floor, framing a recessed living room so vast it could have hosted a ball.

"Efficient. The terms are more than acceptable. The Reed family doesn't give away advantages lightly." "Monica drafted them," I admitted. "The only notable condition is shared design credit and nomination rights if the project wins a national or international award." He flipped to the signature page. His gaze lingered on the second name. "Casper Reed is listed as co-designer and project liaison?" I nodded, a spark of genuine enthusiasm returning to my voice. "We were at boarding school together. He's actually brilliant—trained at the Architectural Association in London. His aesthetic is bold but meticulous. I think it could be a very stimulating partnership."