Chapter 46 Who Gives You the Nerve to Touch Her

Natasha confidently set down her pen, picked up her design, and was the first to approach Talon. "Mr. Jefferson, this is my design. It's called 'Phoenix Song.' It depicts the phoenix rising from the ashes and being reborn from the flames. I've used the finest fire opals and rubies to represent the flames, and layered wings to convey the power of rebirth." He nodded, took the paper, glanced at it, and said nothing. Cressida also stood up, with her simple sketch, and walked over. She didn't offer a single word of explanation, just gently placed it on the table. Talon's eyes landed on the sketch. A few seconds later, he straightened up in his chair. He picked up her design, then looked at Natasha's elaborate phoenix, and pushed it aside. "The sketch is technically proficient but lacks emotional depth," he assessed Natasha's work bluntly. "Frankly, the phoenix theme concept feels outdated. Ten years ago, every jewelry show was full of designs like this. Ms. Natasha, your work doesn't