Now that I had made a name for myself as a designer, the number of opportunities coming my way was almost overwhelming.
Many large companies even offered to acquire my studio for substantial sums.
After careful consideration, I chose a company with a solid reputation both locally and internationally.
On my first day, the owner asked to meet with me.
As expected, the owner was Sabine Morgan, an elegant, mature woman. She was also one of the final-round judges at the Intimate Apparel Design Competition.
Sabine took my hand and shook it firmly.
"I'm very glad you chose my company. We share many of the same design ideas, and I'm sure we'll do great work together."
At this company, I was met with nothing but recognition and respect.
Before, all I'd ever received was mockery from Evander
