Chapter 135

Nathaniel's suggestion instantly sparked a wave of muttered complaints. None of the designers looked willing to take on a project that was only a "potential" order. Mona was a new client, and for now, it was just an intention. Even if the company produced the designs, she'd only be picking from them. Worst-case scenario? Mona's team nitpicks endlessly, demanding round after round of revisions—talk about a nightmare. And what if she just walks away without choosing a single design? All of that effort wasted, and on top of that, the designer's standing in the company tanks. Word gets out? People would say the designer can't hack it—not exactly great for one's rep. So out of the dozen or so people in the meeting room, not a single one stepped up. Nathaniel's sharp glare swept through his glasses, scanning everyone's faces. Seeing the awkward silence, he slammed the table. "Is *anyone* going to take Mona's case or not?" "It's not that we don't want to, Nathaniel, but we're already swamped!