Chapter 391 StyleSpark
The office door was knocked, and while signing a document, Abigail said, "Come in."
Lily entered from outside and said, "Ms. Martin, I just got in touch with the head of StyleSpark. They want to speak with you directly."
StyleSpark, a rapidly rising fashion company, was renowned for its high-end clothing lines. In just two years, it reached the same level of fame as Zenith Innovations Group. Despite its success, the enigmatic owner rarely made public appearances. Abigail had long sought a collaboration with StyleSpark but faced consistent rejection.
Unexpectedly, this time they took the initiative to contact DM and wanted to meet her.
Abigail pondered for a moment and said, "Tell them. I agree, and they can choose the location."
Although she didn't know what their intentions were, it indeed piqued Abigail's interest.
Lily nodded and swiftly made the call, returning shortly after. "They've arranged to meet at a high-end restaurant near our company at noon."
"Okay, I got it. You go ahead and get to work."
At noon, Abigail paused her work to attend the appointment, bringing her well-trained assistant, Lily, along. Lily, now proficient in handling tasks independently, had already organized and provided all the necessary information to Abigail before the meeting.
Lily said, "This company's reputation is very good, and their styles are unique. The high-end dresses they design are very popular among celebrities. But..."
"But what?" Abigail raised an eyebrow slightly.
"But the designer is a bit eccentric, designing clothes entirely based on his mood. These are the design drafts I gathered through my connections. Take a look."
Lily pointed to the few sheets of paper at the bottom.
Abigail opened them and her gaze suddenly froze.
Lily scratched her head, her tone a bit conflicted. "I'm not a design professional, so I don't understand these, but why do these design drafts look familiar to me?"
It felt like she had seen them somewhere before.
Abigail lowered her eyes, her curled lashes hiding her swirling emotions. Her grip on the documents tightened, knuckles whitening. These design drafts were all too familiar.
Lily asked, "Have you seen them somewhere before?"
Abigail quickened her pace toward the private room, her silence heavy with suspicion. If her hunch was correct, she'd find out soon enough.
Abigail gently pushed open the door to the private room, her eyes quickly finding a familiar face. The young man, with his handsome features and warm, smiling eyes, exuded a gentle charm.
Seeing Abigail enter, the man's smile deepened. "You're here? Please, have a seat."
Lily's face changed instantly upon seeing the man.
How could it be him!
Tom!
Abigail slightly curled her lips and sat opposite Tom. "So, you're the mysterious CEO of StyleSpark?"
Tom crossed his fingers and casually placed them on the table, his tone somewhat indifferent. "Sorry, I didn't mean to hide it from you before. I had my reasons."
"I don't care." Abigail's calm gaze showed no anger, as if she were looking at a stranger.
Tom raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised by Abigail's reaction. "Ms. Martin has become much more composed than before. It seems time really can change a person."
Abigail's red lips curved slightly. "You haven't changed much, still as mysterious as ever."
Tom was stunned for a moment, then chuckled. "I'll take that as a compliment."
"Let's get straight to the point. You specifically asked me out, it can't be just to see me, right?"
"Ms. Martin is indeed smart." Tom took out a document from his bag and handed it to Abigail. "I'm here to discuss a collaboration with you."
Abigail didn't even look at it and said directly, "DM is currently in a strong development phase. I'm sure there are many who want to collaborate with us. What makes you think StyleSpark can work with us?"
Tom replied unhurriedly, "Although there are many clothing companies, StyleSpark is top-notch in terms of scale, clothing quality, and industry reputation. I believe Ms. Martin, as an excellent decision-maker, will make the right choice."
"Can I ask why you insist on collaborating with DM? After all, our relationship is a bit awkward."
Tom chuckled. "My relationship with Gregory is indeed awkward, but I don't think ours has reached a breaking point."
Abigail sneered. "It seems Tom is more flexible than I thought."
Tom answered, "Thank you for the compliment."
Abigail examined the document. StyleSpark's terms were attractive and beneficial for DM, but she couldn't help but suspect Tom's motives. Why was he being so generous?
"This contract is indeed very tempting. Tell me your conditions."
Tom smiled. "I knew I wasn't wrong about you. You're straightforward. StyleSpark is just a small company under my name. I believe it can develop even better. I hope that if we collaborate in the future, I can take the lead, and I need DM's designers."
Abigail sneered. "Do you think I would make the same mistake twice?"
Hiring Tom in the first place was the biggest mistake, almost causing serious damage to the company.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse. I have something here. Why don't you take a look first?" With that, Tom threw out another document. After reading it, Abigail's expression changed again.
"If people find out that DM's material suppliers are using inferior dyes, do you think DM's stock price will be affected?"
Abigail sneered. "All materials under DM are strictly controlled. Do you think you can slander us with just a few words?"
"Netizens don't care about the truth." Tom looked at Abigail confidently, believing she would make the right choice.
Abigail took a deep breath, her eyes filled with suppressed anger. "Tom, what exactly do you want?"
She once believed men like David, who abandoned their families, were the lowest. Now, she realized there were even darker depths.
Tom was right; netizens wouldn't care about the truth. Tests revealed harmful elements in DM's fabric, exceeding safety standards. If this leaked, it would devastate DM's reputation.
"Collaborating with DM is not your real goal. This is your real goal, isn't it?"
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