When Love Comes Late
Chapter 347

Matthew stared at Stella for a moment, then nodded.

“As long as you perform your job well, I won’t interfere with your other commitments.

”

Stella breathed a sigh of relief.

“I understand.

Thank you, Mr.

Clark.

”

When Stella got home from work, she received an email from KlassicLuxe.

Excited, she hurriedly turned on the computer to check it.

The email contained a group of photos featuring 32 models.

Contestants were given the opportunity to select any model and send the corresponding model number to KlassicLuxe before midnight.

It was a first-come, first-served basis.

Time was running out, and Stella didn’t have a moment to spare for dinner.

She immediately began browsing through the photos.

She studied each photo, taking careful note of the characteristics of each model, ensuring that she could select a model that matched her design.

Yesterday, before heading to Besty’s party, she had a rough concept of the design in her mind.

For the evening dress, she opted for a vibrant shade of red, complemented by a generous hemline, and cinched at the waist with a matching belt.

The dress was crafted from luxurious velvet material.

Stella understood that the simpler the design, the more challenging it would be to showcase its beauty and evaluate the model’s professional skills.

Consequently, she approached the model selection process with great care and deliberation.

Even though she had made her selection with utmost speed and care, an entire hour had already passed by the time she chose her model.

Following the confirmation, Stella promptly submitted model number 18 to KlassicLuxe as per the requirement.

They promptly replied to her email, confirming that model had already been chosen by another participant.

Stella’s heart raced.

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She believed she had acted swiftly, but she hadn’t anticipated someone else being even quicker.

With no other option, Stella had to choose another model.

Unfortunately, this model had also been selected first.

Stella was starting to get anxious.

Time continued to pass by, the seconds turned into minutes.

She tried to keep her head and looked at the pictures again, in search of a suitable model.

In the end, she settled on model number 32, which was somewhat fitting for the dress she designed.

After sending the email, she nervously rubbed her hands together.