Chapter 13 The Tiger Got Angry

Looking up at her arrogant eyes, Wendy Cassia smiled sweetly.

"What can I do for you?"

Franti Cassia raised her buttocks and moved to the table with an arrogant look. "How do you feel when you hear other people's comments on you, my sister?"

Wendy Cassia stared at her complacent eyes. It seemed that she guessed right.

Wendy Cassia shook her head. After organizing the documents, she held them in her arms and glanced at Franti. "I think it's the comment from Claire."

Although her tone was light, it gave people a sense of oppression.

Claire was a nickname for Franti Cassia in the industry.

"Oh my God, don't wrong a good person. God knows. I won't do such a thing." Raising her eyebrows slightly, Franti Cassia said with disdain, "Only you know whether it's true or not."

She believed that Wendy had a backer, otherwise, how could she persuade Louis Wellington and worked in the group successfully.

Hearing that, Wendy Cassia smiled instead of getting angry.

This woman was good at conjecturing people's minds. The truth was not like that.

"I can speak with my strength." After saying that, Wendy Cassia was about to pass by her and leave.

Franti Cassia stretched out her long hand and stood in front of her, shouting, "How long do you think you can stay here?"

At this moment, she was like a peacock that enjoyed her own beauty. Did she really think she was rare?

Wendy Cassia squinted her beautiful eyes and didn't take her seriously. "Maybe I'm still here while you have left."

"Wendy Cassia!" Franti Cassia leaned close to her face in sharp eyes, "Don't try to irritate me, or you'll pay for it!"

"Okay, I'll wait."

Wendy Cassia chuckled and looked at Franti with a smile.

It seemed that no matter how Franti Cassia irritated her, Wendy Cassia was always calm. However, her calmness was even more annoying.

"Okay, I hope you'd better live a good life in the future!"

At the last three words, Franti Cassia slowed down and tilted her head. She turned around and left, leaving a pungent smell of perfume.

Wendy Cassia touched her nose and watched Franti's back gradually disappear from her sight. She lowered her eyes and thought that she might not be safe in the future.

In the office.

Wearing high heels, Franti Cassia walked into the office. She gave a hint to her assistant and threw a stack of documents on Wendy's desk.

Looking at the messy documents, Wendy Cassia looked at the woman in front of her.

"What is this for?"

Franti Cassia straightened her hair arrogantly, pursed her lips and turned to look at the assistant.

The assistant immediately understood and said, "You have just taken office, and the boss asked the director to assign some cases to you. But the director has a lot of cases, you'd better choose by yourself."

"I pick it myself?"

Without waiting for the assistant's response, Franti Cassia raised her voice and said, "Of course, you are the chief. I don't dare to assign it to you casually. If it's an improper assignment, it will be my responsibility."

Wendy Cassia used her slender hands casually flipped the documents and said, "Okay, then I'll make my own choice. If I choose an important client of the director, I won't care."

"Whatever. Let's go. We have to see Mrs. Warren later!" Franti Cassia rolled her eyes and turned away.

Important client?

She had already pulled out the important clients' cases. Which round could Wendy choose?

However, Wendy knew what Franti Cassia was thinking about.

Looking at these small projects, Wendy Cassia had already made a plan in her mind. "Mrs. Warren, right?" In the meeting room.

With a flattering smile on her face, Franti Cassia said, "Mrs. Warren, these are the most popular styles nowadays."

Becky Phoebe was once a popular international model. Since she joined the Warren family, she quit the fashion circle and became a noble wife. Therefore, her requirements for clothes were much higher than that of ordinary people.

His slender fingers scratched a few pictures, and Becky Phoebe's eyes were full of disgust. "My god! This is the most vulgar dress I've ever seen."

Franti Cassia's face changed slightly, but she didn't dare to lose her temper. She had to agree, "Yes, yes, this is our negligence. Please have a look again."

Franti Cassia put the tablet PC close to Becky Phoebe and slid it, but Becky didn't nod.

"Mrs. Warren is a famous model. These are too mediocre."

A light voice came from outside the meeting room, and Wendy Cassia came gracefully.

Becky Phoebe was attracted by her temperament and asked, "Who is this lady?"

"She..."

When Franti Cassia was about to say something, Wendy Cassia walked in and reached out her hand. "Mrs. Warren, I'm Wendy, the new chief designer of the Wellington Group."

"Oh, the dress you are wearing is very beautiful. Did you make it yourself?" Becky Phoebe could tell at a glance that there was something extraordinary with her clothes.

It was a white tight shirt and a red swimsuit. It looked ordinary, but the details were well handled. The unremarkable brooch on the chest added color to the suit.

"Of course, there is something else about it..."

Wendy Cassia warmly introduced her design, which made Franti feel uncomfortable, but she still had a smile on her face. "Mrs. Warren, your clothes..."

"Miss Wendy, can I invite you to tailor it for me?" As if not hearing Franti Cassia's words, Becky Phoebe smiled at Wendy.

"Of course."

Wendy Cassia nodded slightly and took out her tablet. "I've studied the figure proportion of Mrs. Warren long before. You're very perfect. Ordinary clothes can't set off your advantages. I think the following designs are the most suitable for you."

"Madam, I am always in charge of you..." Franti Cassia was unwilling to give up.

Two years ago, she had run so many times for the client Becky Phoebe. In order to make Becky satisfied with her design, she had learned a lot from the work of Risica, so she won't give up on Becky Phoebe easily.

"Claire, I think Wendy's design is very good. I will appoint her this time." Becky Phoebe said coldly and turned to look at Wendy. A smile immediately appeared on her cold face. "Wendy, you have a unique taste. Help me choose it."

Wendy Cassia slid the screen and finally decided, "This design is very suitable for you, but I have to modify it and maximize your advantages."

"It looks good. Please send me the design after Wendy finishes it. I'm leaving now."

"Let me see you off."

After sending away Becky Phoebe, Wendy Cassia went back to her office. With a gloomy face, Franti Cassia shouted in front of everyone, "Wendy Cassia, don't you feel ashamed to take my client away?"

"I didn't expect that Wendy Cassia would take other people's clients away as soon as she came here. She doesn't take anyone seriously."

"Yes, you can't judge a person by his or her appearance."

Everyone was talking about it, but Wendy Cassia was laughing...