Novel & Cerita Slow Burn Studio

Joanna sneered. Roseanne clenched her fists, wanting to smack Joanna. Bethany stopped Roseanne and shook her head at Roseanne before looking at Joanna coldly, "What about you? What can your studio do?" "A lot of things. Our studio was founded in Braeton City five years ago. We have enough excellent designers and several qualified fabric suppliers , not to mention that we've been on good terms with related organisations, regulators, and so on for a long time. Your studio cannot match mine in any aspect." Joanna proudly raised her chin.

As she practically somersaults out of the bakery, still buzzing with leftover excitement, I lean against the counter and let the moment settle into my bones. A Michelin star. Six years ago, I was a girl with shattered dreams and a suitcase full of rage. Now, I have a bakery that smells like heaven, a staff that feels like family, and a best friend who drags me to charity galas and celebrates every win like it’s her own. Maybe this is what healing looks like. Slow. Sweet. Layered, like one of my mille-feuilles. — The apartment above the bakery is small but perfect—high ceilings, warm light, and the constant scent of sugar in the air. I rush up the narrow stairs, already halfway out of my apro

Abigail responded, "Am I that kind of person? Our studio has been established for several years, from just the three of us to over twenty employees now. We've been steadily growing. Our plan is to let the studio grow steadily. We can't expect to become rich overnight." Felix agreed, "Indeed, we've already taken a measured approach. We never think about making quick money. Slow and steady is the way to go for long-term success." Melody said, "Today's a good day. Let's not digress, you two. Let's think about how we should spend this money." Felix asked, "You two still remember that our website crashed a few days ago, right?" Abigail nodded. "I've already contacted the best technical engineers

I giggled. "No that's no- fuck it just do it after." She said and cut off the link. Damn, she must be really furious. "This is going to be fucking interesting." Noah said as he leaned on the wall behind us. "Yeah..." —————————————————— "And this how the system immune is created, any question?" Blaze asked as the girls who he designated to be his assistant, stayed too close to him much to my displeasure. She was touching him, his strong arms. She can't fucking do that!

With everyone gone, the only one left to negotiate the contract was Alex. Candice was considering what to say when Hanley spoke up, "We can handle the matter with Aether Corporation. Burning Star Studio has faced many difficulties to get to where it is today." Ryan nodded. "Do you know why we call it Burning Star Studio?" He grinned. "A spark can start a prairie fire. This isn't a big deal. We'll figure it out." Candice didn't see any inherent connection between these two matters. However, Hanley and the others didn't want her to get involved, so she didn't press for more information.

I stuttered. "Girl. I could feel that tension from across the room. It's fine, it's none of my business, but I'm here now Wren. You know you could come to me if it ever gets rough. I'll always be here." He took my hands in his, caressing. Assuring. This is crazy. This is tempting. The beep of my phone brought me out of my spiralling emotions. "Just curated the sickest movie playlist. Watch party. Mine or yours? "

I asked. “Most immortals can’t be killed by fire. It takes intense heat, like lava, to kill one, but fire still hurts like hell for the bulk of immortals. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to get some things done. If there are any other issues tonight, just let myself or Ash know, and it will be handled.” Taking the hint, I allowed myself to be dismissed and walked out of his office and back out into the club to finish my shift.