Chapter 17 Miss It

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The company moved fast. In just three days, the sample dress was finished and sent out with Chloe to collect feedback. Less than an hour after she left, my phone rang. The moment I heard her voice, I knew she'd been crying. "Hey, hey, slow down. Did she say what exactly she didn't like?" It was just a sample, not the final product. It was perfectly normal for clients to request changes. But Chloe broke down the second I asked. "She didn't even look at it properly! Just glanced and said she hated it, said we have to redo everything! If we don't, she'll terminate the contract and demand compensation..." I went silent for a second. I might not have years of office experience, but even I knew contracts didn't work like that. "Send me the address. I'm coming." I hung up, grabbed my bag,

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