Mr. The Lawyer Fatal Attraction
Part 24's. The Another Handsome Prince
But the next day, the last day, no word of patience, annoyed with personal problems, plus PMS is a condition where no one escapes my scolding if they make a mistake.
I just finished scolding someone for misplacing an ornamental lamp between the main bedroom and the living room.
"Something happened? Ba*ngs*what else makes you mad Miss Allison." I was just about to let out a high note, but I then realized who was standing next to me. I can't be mad at my client. He should be here tomorrow, everything will be done tomorrow. Now I still have to arrange some things.
"It's not just scolding people who can't work."
"really?" He looked at me carefully.
"How did you like it?" I quickly switched the conversation.
"Good, it's very good, although it's not all neat, but it's very good. I already liked her a lot. What room can I use today." I'm smiling wide now. She likes it, thank goodness she likes it. For an interior designer this is a time to look forward to. Our clients love our design and according to their taste.
"Can, it'll be over this afternoon. I'll have Alma's son-in-law clean up the whole thing right away.
"It's almost neat all over don't have to be too angry kw your retainer, if not yet there are still employees who finish the bungalow is not."
Alma came to us afterwards.
"Sir, you want to stay here."
"Yes, he said my room is done?"
"Yes, said the lady is done. The workers have already finished everything but I am cleaning it once again. But all bed covers are on." Alma reports to her master.
"I want to see it." So he walked into his own room and opened the door. Different from the other parts of the house. Bedroom design lines are more modern, although not entirely adopt minimalist style, rather he likes American style more elegant, but he still likes solid wood accents. The color and blend of monochromatic patterns are in tune so that the room looks neat.
His face looks satisfied. There was no protest apparently, because I was waiting for him to protest, but no he walked around and smiled. This is all his choice. I just pick out the complementary details and arrange the placement.
"Good Sir."
"Thank you you for making it this good." Smile develops.
"That's my job." My mood rose 100% to get compliments from clients.
"But buy you dinner okay. Don't be angry anymore. You brought a change of clothes?" Suddenly Sir Xavier was kind. Alma gave a small smile, I caught that smile. Perhaps after instilling that idea yesterday into my mind he did it with Sir Xavier as well. But he quickly passed from the room leaving me and Sir Xavier.
"Eat dinner?"
"If you have a show it's okay, that's if you want..." He examined my expression.
"Yes okay. Dinner, family restaurant with jeans and blouse, right?"
"Yes of course." I'm coming in instead of dealing with that son of a bitch.
"All right."
"Then I go to the garden first. We're leaving at 7?"
"okay."
"okay." We split up to finish each other's work later.
He left the room quickly. I got Alma in the kitchen. He smiled to see me.
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