"You... you drew these designs on the spot?" Ethan Grant asked in disbelief.
He instinctively looked over at Oscar Osborne.
Oscar Osborne chuckled, his face beaming with pride. "Grace Winslow is exceptionally talented in this field. She's the one who provides all our factory's current designs."
"Director Osborne, it's a waste of talent for her to stay at your factory," Dylan Lockwood said, glancing at Oscar Osborne. 'How did this guy get so damn lucky?' he thought.
'He actually managed to recruit someone like her for his factory.'
'What a shame.'
'Why didn't I meet Grace Winslow sooner?'
Ethan Grant had already gone to get Grace Winslow a pen and paper.
Grace Winslow thought for a moment, the style of the garment taking shape in her mind. A moment later, she had finished drawing a long trench coat.
She worked so quickly that her hands were a blur. In no time at all, several design sketches were lying on the table.
