Wanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies novel Chapter 32

Rachel moved her mouse around, clicking through different links as she searched for information to the Chapman Group's latest design competition.

Fine, detailed illustrations and graceful fonts were littered around the website.

Her attention snapped to the theme of the competition, namely, youthfulness, the future, and hope.

Rachel half-closed her eyes as countless ideas flashed through her mind.

'Youthfulness, the future, and hope, huh?'

The quieter and calmer Rachel appeared, the more antsy the people around her behaved.

Several design staff members wheeled themselves on their office chair to the employee who had previously tricked Rachel.

"Melissa, I hear the new girl isn't just 'someone'!"

"Not only that! Anne led her out of the president's office!"

"Don’t be fooled by the fact that she has the same position as us. Just look at her station, she has the sunlight and space, she's definitely someone special!"

"Tsk tsk, that sounds about right! Could she be the president's relative or something??"

"Meh, I don't think the president has a shabby relative like this. What is she wearing anyway, eBay?"

"If not a relative, is she the president's secret lover?"

Melissa could no longer take it. She scoffed and looked at Rachel with disdain.

"Lover? If she is the president's lover, would he put her here?"

When all the other women heard that, they snickered.

"That's right, I don't think so too! She looks good, but our president is not tasteless like that!"

"So if she's not a relative, not a lover, and still gets regarded so well by the president, there is only one explanation."

"What???"

"It means this woman is a prodigy in fashion design! What does the president look for the most in an employee? Their talent!"

...

The moment those words were uttered, all the women frowned.

If Rachel was his relative or his lover, it would not have been so difficult! Yet if she truly was the design prodigy that the president genuinely appreciates, then that would be a difficult one!

Melissa narrowed her eyes and said, "Don't worry, she can't be a prodigy like that! If she was a prodigy, why would the president put her among us?"

Upon hearing Melissa's explanation, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's right, she can’t be a prodigy!"

"Besides, the Chapman Group is the world's leading company in fashion design. Our ability to enter this company is proof that we're already top designers ourselves!"

"That's right! If she's here, she won't be that much better than us!"

"Melissa, you have a high chance of winning the company’s competition this time!"

"That's right! Your talent is the best on this floor, so you have the best chance of winning! Don't forget about us after you’ve been promoted!"

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She spoke into her phone once again, "Of course I did. You know me, I can't stand hunger. I have to eat the moment I'm hungry."

"Okay, good. How was mommy's first day of work? Remember to tell me if you have any problems."

Rachel shook her head with a smile. "You cheeky little kid, do you not trust me?"

"Of course not! I trust mommy the most! Mommy is the cleverest!"

Rachel touched the wallpaper on her phone — a photo of her and Ziggy, with yearning.

Although she had only left her son for a morning, she could not help but miss him.

As if Ziggy had heard Rachel's heart, he sent her a picture in the next moment.

Rachel opened up Ziggy's picture and slid her finger across Ziggy's sunny face as her own brightened up.

Just like that, she placed her phone aside and picked up her pencil again, as her newly-inspired hand started gliding across the sketch paper smoothly.

It did not take long before the sketch was done.

The sweet off-shoulder dress had eye-catching puff sleeves, and the hem of the blouse had a wide ruffle. The hip-hugging skirt had a series of flower petals woven down it, leaving two bows on both sides of the skirt hem that connected the waist part of the skirt.

The design was unique, sweet, and youthful.

Rachel retouched the edges and the arcs, then wrote the theme of the design on the bottom of the page before keeping it.

Youthfulness, the future, and hope.

She shook her head a few times, having the impression that the design was not perfect, but could not spot the flaws she might be missing.