Kayla's POV
I grabbed my laptop, trying to focus on the dilemma of how I was going to handle my client that was patronizing me from London. Apparently, he had found a house to spend his one month honeymoon with his newly wedded wife, and he wanted it to be the best part of his life yet.
So he had hired me to bring his images and fantasies to life, and I stared at the budget I had made for the house and was comparing it to the prices of the furniture in the furniture market.
There was nothing more satisfying than pleased clients. Clients that were happy and satisfied with the work you had done for them, and I knew that was my secret to the way to the top, and I was not backing down on that strategy. I wanted to be the best interior design company in the city, and I knew that it c
