Chapter 366
But aside from being obsessed with her phone, Lydia hadn’t done anything else, so Emily couldn’t figure out what Lydia was
after.
After hearing her out, Austin picked up her phone and said, “I’ll look into it. Emily, for now, you should take care of yourself
and eat up.”
Recently, Emily was busy with a line of work she had never tackled before, keeping an eye on Andrew’s sneaky moves, dealing with Sean’s schemes, and still trying to investigate Bob’s car accident and Charles’s death.
Even if she were made of iron, both in body and mind, it would still be hard to handle so many exhausting things at once.
On top of all that, there was still an unfinished draft Emily had taken on earlier.
With everything going on lately, she hadn’t updated her Tato account in ages.
But this draft was something she had taken on before deciding to join the Bennett Group, and she didn’t want to go back on her word. So, she worked on it whenever she could squeeze out a bit of free time, though progress was slow.
Even though the client was good-tempered and never once rushed her, Emily still sent over the first draft as fast as she could.
Less than a minute after getting the draft, the client transferred the rest of the payment, but it turned out to be only a third of what they had originally agreed on.
This order was for three illustrations with the same characters but each in a different style, like an author wanting different covers for the same novel.
They had agreed that Emily would finish one style before moving on to the next, and they only settled the final payment after everything was done.
However, the client’s move just left Emily scratching her head.
Before Emily could send a message to ask what was going on, the client replied: [I’ll take this one illustration. You don’t need to do the rest. Let’s end our collaboration here.]
Emily had never encountered something like this before and was at a loss. She sent: [If there’s something wrong with the draft, I can revise it until you’re satisfied. No extra charge.]
The client replied: [It’s not about the money.]
The typing indicator was on for a long time before the client finally replied: [I don’t like you.]
Emily stared at the screen, totally confused. She replied: [Do you know me?]
But her message failed to send because she had already been blocked.
Emily found the whole thing even weirder. She wondered, ‘Literally, no one but Austin and I know the Tato account is mine. How on earth did this client figure it out?’
Emily went through everyone she knew one by one in her mind, but still couldn’t figure out who it could be.
What she didn’t realize was that the client wasn’t her acquaintance, but a stranger, or at best, someone she had only bumped
into once.
1/2
That was Maureen Jones, Amy’s niece.
After blocking Emily, Maureen sat there in a daze, staring at the draft Emily had sent her for a long time.
Maureen felt the art style was almost identical to that of a friend of hers, the one who had vanished out of the blue and whom she had been searching for ever since.
However, Maureen felt her friend wouldn’t act like Tato did.
Thinking back to meeting Lydia at Amy’s birthday party, Maureen frowned, immediately unfollowed Tato, and deleted the draft she had received.
People came and went in life. That was just how fate worked. Maureen had waited for her friend nearly three years, and maybe whatever bond they had shared had already run its course.
Maureen let out a long sigh, and as if she had finally made up her mind, picked up her phone and called the editor. “I’m done waiting. Please announce that Cloudland Winery is getting an adaptation.”
