She muttered, "Did Tara make you play spy again?"
Hannah didn't say anything, but her grin basically said it all.
"Both Ethan and I are super busy with work recently, so please don't ... " As she spoke, Dawn couldn't help laughing a little. Talking about this kind of thing with an elder always felt weird to her.
"Alright, alright ... I'll stop prying, okay?"
Hannah knew Dawn got embarrassed easily, so she just dropped the subject.
She sat off to the side, watching Dawn eat her breakfast. "What do you want for dinner? I'll cook for you."
Dawn shoveled a few more bites and got ready to leave. She thought for a second and said, "Barbecue ribs. I haven't had your barbecue ribs in forever. Hannah, I'm gonna be late for work. I've gotta run."
It was a good thing Hannah had reminded her. Otherwise, if she'd gone to work with those marks on her neck, the office gossip would have been wild.
Before she got out of the car, Dawn covered some of the marks with powder and hid the rest with her hair. Then, she took a deep breath before heading upstairs.
The quarterly product launch at Dreammaker Studios was just around the corner.
This time, besides all the major media outlets attending, all of Dreammaker Studios' major business partners would be there, too.
On the day of the product launch, Dawn wore her business outfit, complemented by accessories and a necklace she'd designed herself. As the lead designer, she and Linda were in charge of greeting the VIPs.
"Don't get nervous later. None of these folks know anything about design. Just say something that sounds official. If you run into trouble, just let me know, okay?"
Before the guests arrived, Linda was worried Dawn wouldn't adjust well, so she offered her some advice.
Dawn wasn't a fan of socializing, but she'd handled plenty of big occasions. She nodded and replied, "Okay."
Right as she said that, a group of men and women strode in, each exuding a strong presence.
"Here they are now."
Linda whispered, then stepped forward with a smile. "Mr. Voss, Mr. Fenwick, it's been a while."
"Ms. Greenwood, you've really outdone yourself. Who would've thought to hold the product launch and the showcase together? The second I walked in, I could feel the creative energy. You're sure to sell out this time!"
"Exactly! Before long, we'll all be relying on Linda."
After shaking everyone's hand, Linda said modestly, "You're exaggerating. It's all thanks to your support."
She moved aside and introduced Dawn. "Let me introduce you. This is our lead designer for the new collection, Ms. Dawn Porter. Dawn, this is Mr. Ansel Voss and Mr. Cassian Fenwick."
"Mr. Voss, Mr. Fenwick."
Dawn smiled and reached out. "Nice to meet you both. I've heard a lot about you."
Ansel's eyes lit up as he shook her hand slowly. "Ms. Porter, you're so young and beautiful, you must be incredibly talented. How come I haven't met you before?"
Dawn and Linda exchanged a glance, both a bit puzzled.
Linda already offered to show her around herself—so why is she insisting on having me give her a tour?
Roxanne caught their confusion and smiled. "Ms. Porter is the lead designer of the collection, right? I figure you'd know the ideas and stories behind the designs best, don't you?"
She's looking at me in such a strange way. It's ... odd.
Still, since Roxanne had asked, there was no reason for Dawn to say no.
Ansel and Cassian immediately steered Linda away.
Roxanne's elegant features softened with a smile. "Well then ... shall we go in, Ms. Porter?"
Dawn nodded. "There's no need to be so formal, Ms. West. Just call me Dawn."
"Then you should call me Roxanne."
"Alright."
They exchanged a smile and headed into the hall.
Pretty women always caught people's eyes.

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