Chapter 41 I Doubt She’d Say a Word
Chapter 41 I Doubt She’d Say a Word
Dawn shook her head. “We only met for the first time at the interview”
Wendy’s red lips curved just a little, her eyes showing something Dawn couldn’t read. “Better that way. Around here, that stuff doesn’t matter. What matters is good work. I heard you won an international award not long ago–clearly you’ve got real talent. Work hard.”
When she finished, she turned to a coworker. “Janice, take Dawn for now. Show her around and help her get settled.”
Janice Knowles stood up right away. “Got it, Ms. Richardson.”
Wendy gave Dawn a half–interested nce before disappearing back into her office.
Dawn frowned. From what Wendy just said, she couldn’t feel any <i>real </i>warmth at all.
That was when Janice leaned in with a smile. “Hi, I’m Janice Knowles.”
“Dawn Porter.”
Dawn looked back and gave Janice a polite smile. “It might take me a couple of days to get the hang of things. I’ll be counting on you.” <fneb90> Th?s chapter is updated by find?novel</fneb90>
“No problem.” Janice flicked her brows at her, then nodded toward the team lead’s office. “But looks like the Ice Queen doesn’t care much for you. Better brace yourself.”
Dawn didn’t feel too shaken by it. As long as she did her job right, even if Wendy wanted to nitpick, there wouldn’t be much to grab onto.
What she didn’t expect was how fast gossip moved in apany.
Wherever there were women, there’d be gossip.
And in just two short days, rumors about Dawn had already spread everywhere in the office.
“Y’all hear? The new girl, Dawn–she only got in through connections.”
“Knew it. Otherwise, how does a 21–year–old fresh grad walk straight in as a full designer?”
“What can you do? Her backing’s strong. I heard even Linda treats her with respect–she personally opened the car door for her at the interview. Like, how big a deal is this girl really?”
“Keep it down. If the wrong ears hear you, you won’tst here.”
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Dawn stood in the corner, clutching her cup tight.
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Janice walked over, saw her dark expression, and understood right away. Lips pressed, she said. “I was gonna warn you. But you’ve been so focused these past two days, I figured maybe stuff like this wouldn’t bother you.”
But really, who could stand listening to people talk trash behind your back?
Janice patted her shoulder gently. “They’re just jealous. Don’t let it get to you.”
Dawn looked down at the cup and forced a small smile. “Thanks… I’m fine.”
She just couldn’t understand how people who knew nothing could spin lies so well that they sounded real. Just by saying those words, they could try to crase who she was.
She drew a deep breath. “Go get your water, Janice. I’ll head back first.”
Dawn never liked pointless arguments. She’d rather let her work speak for her.
Right now, the whole design team was deep into prep for the spring collection. Every designer’s work would be reviewed by the group, and in the end, Linda would decide which ones made the cut.
Starting her job at such a crucial time was a big challenge.
But also the perfect chance to prove herself.
Back in school, Dawn had drawn plenty of drafts. She pulled them out, organized them, and realized most were solid. A little tweaking, and they could work.
When Wendy got her hands on them, she flipped through with her brows slightly furrowed. “These are all your designs?”
“Yes, Ms. Richardson. Take a look–if any of them can work, I can make adjustments.”
Wendy had to admit, the designs were impressive.
Not what you’d expect from a fresh grad.
Wendy lifted her eyes, looked at Dawn for a moment, then set the papers down. “Leave them with me. Once we nail down the season’s signature style, I’ll go over them with you.”
Dawn didn’t think much of it and nodded. “Alright, I’ll get back to work.”
When she stepped out of the office, Janice leaned in and whispered, “Well? How’d it go?”
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“Feels promising.”
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Dawn smiled. “But she said we need to lock in the season’s main style first, then she’ll talk details with me.”
Janice let out a small sound, uneasy. Something felt off–but she couldn’t say why.
Inside the office, Wendy kept flipping through Dawn’s drafts again and again. The more she looked, the better they seemed. But she still couldn’t believe they were really Dawn’s.
A college kid with barely any real <i>experience</i>–<i>is </i><i>that </i><i>even </i><i>possible</i><i>? </i>
<i>If </i>so, how talented must <i>she </i><i>be</i><i>? </i>
The more Wendy thought about it, the less she believed it.
She scoffed quietly. <i>If </i><i>they </i><i>aren’t </i><i>really </i>Dawn’s, <i>then </i><i>I </i><i>guess </i><i>I </i><i>could </i><i>use </i><i>them</i><i>. </i>Besides, Dawn’s still new <i>here</i>. <i>Even </i><i>if </i><i>she </i><i>realized </i><i>it</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>doubt </i><i>she’d </i><i>say </i><i>a </i><i>word</i>.
With that, Wendy gathered the drafts and walked straight into Linda’s office.