THREAD OF FATE

Chapter 19

THREAD OF FATE

CHAPTER 19

The Williams' family home was filled with warmth and laughter as Vivian, the grandmother, sat with her son Cole and his wife, discussing the upcoming fashion show. Vivian's eyes sparkled with excitement as she asked about the progress of the event.

Cole smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, Mother. Tylor and I are working tirelessly to ensure the show's success.“

Just then, Tylor walked into the room, greeting everyone warmly. As he was about to head to his room, Vivian called out to him.

"Tylor, dear, I met someone today who left a lasting impression on me," Vivian said, a hint of excitement in her voice.

Tylor's curiosity was piqued. "Who was it, Grandmother?" he asked, walking back into the room.

Vivian's face lit up with a warm smile. "Her name is Liza, and she works in the sewing and styling department. She's not only beautiful but also incredibly intelligent. I was blown away by her talent and creativity."

Tylor's eyes widened in agreement. "I'm glad you like her, Grandmother. Liza is indeed amazing. Since she joined our company, our fashion show has taken a new turn. Her designs are unique, and our sales have been rising steadily."

Cole interrupted, his expression serious. "That's great to hear, Tylor. But we need to ensure that our competitors don't get wind of her talent. We can't afford to lose her to another company."

Tylor nodded reassuringly. "Don't worry, Father. I'll make sure to keep her talent under wraps."

Cole smiled, seeming to relax. "Good. I'd love to meet Liza tomorrow. Bring her to my office."

Tylor grinned. "No problem, Father."

As the conversation came to a close, Tylor excused himself and headed to his room. He picked up his phone and dialed Liza's number, his heart racing with excitement.

"Liza, hello," Tylor said, trying to sound casual. "How are you doing this evening?"

Liza's voice was warm and friendly on the other end of the line. "I'm fine, Mr. Tylor. Thank you for asking."

Tylor's smile widened. "Please, call me Tylor. I was thinking, would you like to grab dinner with me this evening? Maybe we can discuss some ideas for the fashion show."

Liza hesitated for a moment before responding. "I'm not sure, Tylor. I'm trying to figure some things out concerning the project."

Tylor's persistence kicked in. "Come on, Liza. I promise I won't take up much of your time. Sometimes, taking a break can help stimulate creativity. We can just hang out and clear our heads."

Liza's laughter was music to Tylor's ears. "You're right. That sounds like a great idea."

Tylor's excitement soared. "Is that a yes?" he asked, trying to contain his enthusiasm.

Liza's response sent his heart racing. "Yes."

Tylor couldn't wait to see Liza. He quickly showered and dressed in casual attire, splashing on some cologne before heading out.

As he rushed past his mother, she called out, "Tylor, where are you off to?"

Tylor grinned mischievously. "I'm going to see a friend."

Not waiting for his mother's response, Tylor hurried out of the house, eager to pick up Liza and spend the evening with her.