“Rachel, the client’s about to arrive. I heard she’s worked with us before, but apparently she’s super high maintenance and really picky. Word is she’s some kind of professional dancer, but she pays top dollar. Just giving you a heads up.”
Sharlene was the office gossip queen–she’d already gotten all the intel.
A dancer?
For some weird reason, when Rachel heard that, Sonia’s face immediately flashed in her mind.
Wasn’t Sonia a ballerina or something?
Had to be just a coincidence though.
Besides, this person wouldn’t know who she was anyway.
she was just some nobody after all.
Plus her marriage to Cassian was totally on the down–low.
she was definitely overthinking this.
‘Got it, thanks. When they show up, could you bring them to the conference room? I’ll head over now,” Rachel said.
Roll with the punches, right?
Rachel wasn’t stressed about it–she’d designed pieces for European royalty and Manhattan’s elite before.
They’d all been over the moon with her work.
Plus, she’d always figured that if clients were nitpicky, it just meant her designs weren’t hitting the mark.
As long as they weren’t being total assholes, Rachel actually appreciated the feedback–it made her better.
She was pretty confident in her skills.
Hopefully this client wasn’t just looking to start shit.
Seeing how chill and professional Rachel seemed, Sharlene relaxed.
She honestly really respected Rachel.
Even though they’d only known each other a few weeks, Sharlene was already a fan.
Rachel was stunning with incredible style, and she had this effortless confidence and class about her.
It was the kind of natural elegance you couldn’t fake.
She always got the vibe that Rachel came from serious money and had grown up privileged.
Even though she dressed down and didn’t show off designer stuff.
And Rachel was crazy talented.
Sharlene had peeked at her design sketches–they were absolutely breathtaking, totally original and creative.
“You got it, Rachel,” Sharlene nodded and rushed off to handle things.
Rachel grabbed her materials and headed to the conference room.
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She’d barely sat down when Sharlene popped back in to say the client was here.
Rachel stood up to welcome them.
When she saw who walked through that door, she literally stopped breathing.
Are you fucking serious right now?
Talk about Murphy’s Law!
It was actually Sonia!
With her manager in tow.
Rachel had seen her on entertainment shows before–definitely unforgettable.
But this had to be pure coincidence.
There’s no way Sonia knew who she was.
Rachel flashed her professional smile. “Ms. Vinci, welcome to Rhodes Corp. I’m Rachel, and I’ll be working on your jewelry project.”
Sonia glided into the conference room with this perfect smile, her eyes doing a slow scan of Rachel with this calculating look.
Her manager Jenny trailed behind, acting casual but also sizing Rachel up in this weird way.
“Ms. Campbell, pleasure to meet you,” Sonia said in that silky voice with just a hint of something testing underneath.
“Please, make yourselves comfortable,” Rachel said politely.
Sonia’s smile sharpened as she gracefully took a seat at the conference table, every movement perfectly poised. “Ms. Campbell, I’ve heard some interesting things about your design aesthetic. Very… distinctive, apparently. That’s why I specifically requested you for this commission. I do hope you won’t let me down.”
The way she said it was definitely loaded with subtext.
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