The next day, the studio’s new product launch burst onto the scene like fireworks on a summer night.
The event was the talk of the town-exquisite invitations had made their rounds weeks in advance, drawing a crowd of Seamarsh’s finest.
With Prosperity Group’s influence and Stella’s reputation as a top- tier designer, the guest list glittered with socialites, celebrities, and business tycoons.
The venue itself was a picture of opulence. Draped in luxurious décor, every detail radiated elegance, from the grand floral arrangements to the sparkling chandeliers.
Bella and Alissa arrived early, their excitement palpable as they eagerly introduced Stella to an array of familiar faces.
By Alissa’s side stood a young woman, her smile warm as she greeted Stella. “Stella, this is Carly White, one of my brightest students. She’s just returned from studying abroad yesterday.”
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The mention of Carly’s name caught Stella off guard. She recognized the name immediately-Carly was gaining a reputation in the design world.
Stella’s eyes brightened as she said, “I’ve been wanting to meet you. It’s such an honor!”
Carly, with a graceful smile, extended her hand. “You’re too kind, Ms. Anderson. I’ve always admired your work.”
Alissa chuckled and, glancing at Stella, added, “If you ever have any design questions, Carly is your go-to. She’ll be here for a while.”
Carly waved her hand with a casual charm. “No need to be so formal, Ms. Anderson. We can exchange ideas anytime.”
Stella nodded warmly. “That sounds wonderful. It’s truly an honor to learn from you.”
As the conversation flowed, Bennett appeared, looking a bit apologetic as he approached Stella. “Sorry, I’m late. I just got back from abroad. I hope I didn’t miss anything important.”
Stella smiled warmly. “You’re right on time.”
Bennett, still catching his breath, explained, “There was a sudden situation at the company I had to handle while abroad. But don’t worry, I’ve already sent someone to bring my grandparents over.”
Stella’s brow furrowed, her voice low but dismissive. “Why drag the elders into this? It’s hardly worth their attention.”
Bennett’s gaze locked onto hers, his tone resolute. “Anything that involves you is always of importance to the Lowell family.”
He scanned the venue, his brow creasing. “Where’s Matthew, anyway? Today’s too significant for him to be absent.”
Bella, privy to the truth, flicked a worried glance at Stella, her concern barely concealed.
But Stella stayed composed, her expression giving nothing away.
“He’ll be here,” she replied evenly, her voice betraying no surprise.
It was as if she’d expected Matthew to be late all along.
As Stella finished her sentence, Doreen rushed over, her expression serious. “Stella, we need to review the setup and equipment one more time.”
With a subtle nod to Bella, Alissa, and the others, Stella turned on her heel, a wave of relief washing over her.