The car was back at the Blanchet family's place before they knew it.
Ellinor had been pestered by Byran all afternoon and was pretty beat. Now that she was full and hydrated, all she wanted was to retreat to her room, freshen up, and hit the sack.
Theo followed her up the stairs, and just as Ellinor's hand landed on the doorknob about to open the door, Theo, as if he had foreseen it, reached over from behind her and also placed his hand on the doorknob, his hand covering hers.
Ellinor immediately stopped turning the doorknob, "Mr. Blanchet, what on earth are you doing?"
Theo leaned in close to her ear, "I want to…"
As Theo got closer, Ellinor instinctively shrank her neck, looking wary, "What do you want to do?"
Theo leaned in again. "Want to...get in!"
Ellinor blushed inexplicably. Mr. Blanchet uttered the words 'get in' in such a suggestive tone. It was quite provocative.
Her heart started to race, "Mr. Blanchet, if you can't even exercise a little patience, I find it hard to believe that your feelings for me are genuine."
Theo withdrew his hand and stood upright, "I have plenty of patience; I'll wait till the day you invite me in. Now, you should get some rest."
When Ellinor turned her head, Theo had already turned around and was ready to head to his study.
"Wait, Mr. Blanchet, there's something I forgot to tell you!"
Ellinor called out to him again.
Theo stopped in his tracks, turning to look at her, "Go ahead."
Ellinor gestured for him to bend down a bit because he was too tall, as if she had a secret to tell him.
He bent down, listening attentively.
Sure enough, there was an unread email in her inbox. She immediately opened it to see Theo's response.
The content was concise and to the point.
“The design is indeed good, but not what I was hoping for.”
Upon reading this, Ellinor frowned!
Indeed, every client had their own unique needs. Initially, they hoped the designer could have creative freedom. However, when the designer truly created according to their own ideas, the client expressed dissatisfaction but didn't provide specific suggestions for modification. It was really a headache!
Ellinor pondered for a moment, then replied to the email. "Mr. Blanchet, I'm very sorry that I didn't meet your expectations. Could you please describe what exactly you're hoping for? Any information would be greatly appreciated! Thanks for your cooperation!"
After sending the email, Ellinor went to blow-dry her hair. When she returned after drying her hair, the other party had already replied to the email.
This time, the email contained a bit more information.
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