Although the matter of Julia Jewelry Company had been settled, there was no way for those pirated jewelry to be recovered from the people who had already bought them.
High society wives would not be happy to wear such jewelry that was already rotten on the street.
All in all, the jewelry in Blanca Roach’s studio had to be updated in the shortest possible time.
And, of course, Shelly’s side, too.
Designing jewelry for her, Blanca Roach did not think it was a bad thing.
But this is a reminder to her that the next time she designs jewelry, she will not forget to register the patent first.
Blanca Roach was working on her design when Isabel came in to bring her coffee, and Blanca Roach called her.
“Isabel, come and see how this design looks.”
Isabel took a closer look and was amazed.
“Blanca, is this your latest jewelry design, it’s beautiful!”
The necklace and bracelet designed by Blanca this time were even more exquisite and atmospheric than the products released last time.
Isabel looked at Blanca Roach with admiration and sighed inwardly, Blanca is really talented.
Blanca Roach kept watching Isabel’s reaction and knew from her expression that the design was already qualified.
However, to reach the perfection in her mind, there was still one more change to be made.
Seeing that Blanca Roach was not particularly satisfied, Isabel asked curiously.
“Blanca, is this the new product that our studio is going to release?”
Blanca Roach shook her head, and a light flashed in her eyes.
“No, I’m going to give this to Shelly as a wedding gift.”
The Grant family’s wedding would be attended by celebrities from all walks of life, and if Shelly wore enough eye-catching jewelry, it would be a great way to promote her studio and open the door to high society for her studio’s jewelry.
Isabel couldn’t understand, her eyes wide.
“Why give it to her, Blanca, when Shelly set you up like that before?”
This design is already worth a lot of money, plus the studio is taking the route of high luxury goods, the final sale price is definitely up to ten million.
Blanca Roach looked at her with amusement.
“Why do you seem to be more excited than me.”
Isabel frowned, a little guilty.
“Blanca, after all, I was also at fault for that incident, although you don’t blame me, but I can’t get over that hurdle in my heart.”
Blanca Roach reassured her.
“It’s okay Isabel, I designed her jewelry for my own reasons, it has nothing to do with you, you don’t have to think too much.”
Isabel felt a little better.
Blanca Roach stayed in the studio all morning working on the draft, until Matthew Grant called and remembered that he was taking Alice back to her mother’s for lunch today.
When he answered the phone, Matthew Grant’s voice was mixed with a little imperceptible aggravation.
“It took you so long to answer my call, it seems that work is more important to you than me.”
Blanca Roach was busy smoothing the tiger’s hair, lest he find a reason to fool around again in the evening, his own back could not bear it.
“No, I’ve been too busy, you’re more important than work, I promise I’ll never keep my husband waiting this long again.”
Matthew Grant lost his smile, he could imagine that Blanca Roach must be, at this time, thinking of how to coax himself, while fumbling to pack things to rush downstairs.
“Come on, I know you’ve got your mouth dipped in honey, all you can do is cheer me up. Come down, I’ll wait for you in front of the office, Alice is also there.”
Blanca Roach hurriedly carried her bag downstairs, her heart inexorably flushed with sweetness, although she and Matthew Grant had been married for a short time, but their relationship had not faded at all.
Alice was sitting in the backseat in her child seat, babbling and dancing when she arrived.
Matthew Grant’s eyes were all smiles when he saw his wife and daughter having fun, but his mouth was inclined to say.
“Sure enough, when you have a daughter, you don’t want your husband, and you don’t even look at me after coming for so long.”
Blanca Roach body to the driver’s side, baring a big kiss to him.
“It’s balanced now, is it still satisfactory, husband.”
“I’d be more satisfied if I had another kiss.”