Chapter 7 Delia, the Designer

As Boyo dressed himself up, he remembered that he had a banquet to attend. And so, he had a thought going through his mind.

He wanted to find a boyfriend for Alice!

"Freddy, do you know that Delia has returned to Theosia?"

In the office located on the top floor, Bradley Griffiths, in a light-colored shirt, said excitedly to the man sitting on the chair as he clenched his fists.

Upon hearing his question, the man, Frederick Ward glanced at him with disdain.

"No, I don't."

"How could you not know that? I thought you've always been interested in her designs," Bradley added anxiously as he followed Frederick around.

"You're the one who's interested in her, not me."

Picking up the document on the table, Frederick answered coldly.

"Freddy, can you please help me out and sign Delia to Cerulean Studio?"

"You just have to do me this one favor. I really need a designer like Delia in my studio. Her design style, concept, and mysterious aura are what I need exactly and like. Freddy, I have no choice but to come to you!" At this moment, Bradley, a big man, was pleading with Frederick.

For Delia, his dignity and manliness were not important at all.

"How do you want me to help you? Kidnap her and force her to join your studio?"

As Frederick questioned in a low voice, there was impatience in his eyes. Meanwhile, he didn't stop but continued to sign on the document.

At once, Bradley was stunned by his question. Turning around, he sat down on the couch, looking distressed.

"I've already contacted Delia several times, but she hasn't sent me any reply. I saw her posting the news of her returning to Theosia, so I sent her a work invitation again. But, there's still no reply from her yet. Alas, it would be nice if only I had her contact information."

Deliberately, Brayden increased his voice, afraid that Frederick wouldn't be able to hear him.

As Frederick frowned, his gaze turned cold.

"I'll get Glenn to help you look into Delia's contact information."

"Thank you so much, Freddy!" With that, Bradley stood up excitedly as he had been waiting for this sentence.

"I haven't finished my words. There is a condition for me to help you."

"What is it?"

"Harlee has returned to Theosia. Don't let her appear in front of me." At once, a hint of disgust flashed across Frederick's eyes, and his voice was like the sound of a cello, making people addicted at the drop of a hat.

"Alright, that's a deal then. This is on me!" Bradley agreed immediately. As long as he could get Delia, his muse, contact information, he was willing to do anything.

Staring at Bradley coldly, Frederick snorted mockingly.

Ha, a female designer who had never revealed herself publicly could charm Bradley so badly. He wondered how attractive she was to do that.

Turning on her phone when Boyo was dressing up, Alice logged on to Elle, a design app that she accidentally discovered five years ago. It was specially designed for designers and those who loved dressing up.

In the past five years, she would occasionally publish her own clothing designs on the app. Over the past few years, she had gained nearly 20 million fans.

That was something Alice definitely had not expected. At the same time, it had also helped her with her clothing brand a lot.

As Alice did not have a Twitter account, she would mainly publish her designs on either Instagram or Elle.