The Greatest Estate Designer Novels & Stories

I always forgot that he is a freaking billionaire! After a week, Levi showed me the blueprint of the villa. He hired the best architects, engineers, and interior decorators in the country. He also looked for a horticulturist who would manage the garden and yard. “Isn’t too ostentatious?” I asked while looking at the design plan. “Is this really how rich people spend their money?” “I am working my ass off to provide the best for our family, Noelle. Let me consider these future plans as my motivation to work harder.” He said while smiling, and I shook my head in disbelief.

My sister introduced me to one of the most popular interior designers in the US to help me with the estate's decoration. I chose a French country interior design since I like warm earthy colors. The decoration will be done in 3 days, so I need to prepare my things and move into the estate once it's done.

Her face exuded a refined and attractive aura. She was none other than Poly, the internationally renowned jewelry designer whose name was synonymous with the industry's unshakable pinnacle. A few years ago, at the prestigious Couture Design Awards, often referred to as the "Oscars of the jewelry world," Poly had dethroned Palmer, who was once hailed as the "Enchantress," and assumed her position. While her momentum had waned a bit in recent years, her stature remained unchallenged. People paid astronomical sums for her designs.

The design was so pleasant to the eye and reminded her of the Victorian era mixed with a modern touch. Honestly, their heritage house in Alabang was also big, but not as spacious as the Greyson's French-Mediterranean themed mansion. She then scowled as she looked at the magnificent chandeliers in a daze. Because Chloe's mother, Norma Bersales, was a former interior designer, she felt nostalgic. Her gorgeous mother had a huge influence on her understanding of house design and everything related to it. With that in mind, she suddenly missed her. So much that she had to hold back the tears. Now was not the time for her to be overly dramatic. She believed she was just overwhelmed with everything

“You’ve got a lot of things here, but everything feels like they belong there. Nothing stands out of their place.” “My son personally took care of redesigning the layout of the estate,” Gareth said with a bit of pride in his voice. “Your son?” Gabe smiled. “He thought of placing such beautiful flower plants at different places. That’s not how men generally think, unless they want to impress someone, like the woman they love.” Gareth was a bit startled by those words. Thoughts rushed through his mind. He remembered the times when Adrian built so many amenities in the estate. He thought Adrian was doing it for himself, but what if Adrian was actually upgrading the estate for the woman who was

She blinked. Then laughed softly. “I suppose I don’t need to introduce myself.” “You really don’t.” Aurelia Voss. One of the most influential designers in the world. The strange thing was how young she looked in person. “I take it you’re one of my admirers.” The amusement remained in her eyes. “Yes.” I straightened up. “Your work on the Celestine Collection remains one of my favorites. The silhouette construction was ahead of its time.” That seemed to genuinely surprise her, and she quirked a brow. “I see you’ve done your homework, Ms. …?”

It was right after her father’s estate had been sold, and she needed another project to keep sane after the arduous task. Meeting with a top realtor, she’d scoured the city for the perfect place, and when she found it, she dove right into an exorbitant renovation process of her own, which included top designers, including her best friend, Ritchie. She wanted an ultra-chic, calming palette to come home to—soothing colors and top of the line furnishings. Sparing no expense, her home was completed, and soon

He forced a casual tone. Fine. It's your call. If you don't want North Corporation, by the way, is that a sketch you're holding? Which designer are you considering? Just curious. Wow. Sebastian handed over the detailed sketch. Joseph, an old friend from Italy. He recently opened a design firm here in California. Edward's eyes widened as he noticed the initials SD at the bottom corner of the blueprint. His mind raced back to seeing Bianca near the gates. Earlier she designed this. This was done by one of his designers, Sebastian continued. Oblivious to Edward's reaction, she drafted a full concept for my three, zero, zero zero square meter villa in under half an hour, incorporating every deta

Geneveive Tessa Robert Hoplas Designs has gotten a lot of customers since we opened four years ago. The profits have been good, and the losses have been fair. I spoke to Dad about opening another branch in Edinburgh, which is currently the best place for rising businesses. He suggested I speak to his friend, an estate manager who is well known for getting the best properties in the city.

Mayor McCummins turned to Brian and then smiled at the critic. “Tell me, have you ever been to the Thomas Garden Estate?” she asked him. “No Ma’am.” “The Martini Guesthouse?” “Yes Ma’am.” “What do you think of that garden?” she asked him point blank. “It’s an obvious delight.” He replied confused. “That was the handy work of these youngsters behind me. Do yourself a favor, go walk the gardens of the Thomas estate. That garden was designed, planned and created by the boys behind me. And more than one person in this room can testify that it was these young men behind me that did that work, including a number of the recent high school graduates.”