Chapter 926: Chapter 925
"Velvet Royale, huh? I got you covered, Rose," Sean said as he quickly figured out exactly what his sister was talking about—a specific kind of plush fabric with distinctive features. Whipping out his phone, he barked out a few orders.
"So, you’re saying once we get our hands on this velvet, we can whip up a jacket and ship it out?"
Sean casually inquired after hanging up.
"There’s more to it than that. Our company’s staff will need to handpick the finest fibers. You see, we’ve got top-of-the-line technology for water repellency, antibacterial properties, thermal retention, and mite resistance. Once we get the right velvet, we’ll select the best of it and turn it into the final product."
Sean hadn’t realized how much effort and care his sister put into making a single piece of clothing. No wonder the clothes were not only stylish but comfortable and practical too!
But it seemed like such hard work for her. He couldn’t help but feel a pang of concern.
"The fabric for the jacket is derived from deep-sea minerals located in the region below the snowy mountains. It’s windproof, waterproof, and wrinkle-resistant, yet lightweight and warm. We’ll dye it to have a pearl-white sheen since that color suits the client."
"We’ve got plenty of that fabric in stock. If we get enough velvet too, I could make a couple of extra jackets for you, Sean. They’ll be super comfy. Do you have a favorite color?" Rosemary asked, looking at Sean with a smile.
No matter what he liked, her team could produce any shade he desired.
Sean was touched that his sister, with access to such incredible materials, thought of him first. "Any color is fine for me, but I’ve already got plenty of jackets. You should have some made for yourself."
Such exquisite materials and craftsmanship—he wanted her to enjoy them for herself.
Rosemary just smiled and replied, "What you don’t know, Sean, is that when I first came back home, mom and dad ordered a hundred pieces for me. Not long after, Romeo ordered another hundred.
Spring, summer, fall, winter—I’ve got all sorts of styles covered. And then they bought me even more.I’ve got enough to last me for years."
She sketched two men’s down jackets—one long and one short.
"I’ll make one in black for you and another in a subtle two-tone—not flashy, like this one."
After finishing the sketches and applying some color, Rosemary handed them over for Sean to see.
Sean was amazed at his sister’s skill; she had created such handsome and fashionable designs in no time.
Truly, as the founder of LY, her taste, speed, and ability stood out in the whole fashion industry!
He wanted them so badly, yet he couldn’t bear the thought of his sister tiring herself out. He was torn.
"Is there anything you don’t like? The style? The color?" Rosemary asked softly, earnestly awaiting her brother’s feedback.
"No." Sean admired the sketches, his voice filled with appreciation and amazement. "Nothing at all.
They’re beautiful. The style, the colors—they’re flawless. I can hardly wait to see the finished jackets."
"We’ll go with these designs then. As soon as the materials arrive, we can get them made pretty quickly," Rosemary said with a playful grin. "But don’t stress yourself out. If you can’t locate that Velvet Royale, a different type of velvet will suffice."
It might not be as luxurious as Velvet Royale.
But if it can’t be found, she’s got to accept it.
She didn’t want Sean to work too hard for that, searching for a needle in a haystack.
"I just want to refine a few details here. There are some chairs over there, Sean. Take a seat for a while," Rosemary said, her brush dancing across the paper as she worked, struck by inspiration.
Sean pulled up a chair across from her, marveling at how lucky he was to have such a wonderful sister in his life.
Rosemary had blossomed into someone far more delightful than Serena.
But he used to tease her and even thought of abandoning her at the mountain.
How could he have been so blind to the charm, the intelligence, the sweetness of his little sister? He had been such a jerk!
"By the way, Sean, you didn’t tell me what you wanted to see me about?" asked Rosemary as she finished her chores and looked up at him.
Sean explained, "The servant brought over those jackets, and I can’t keep accepting things from you.
Take this card. I’m going to be getting a lot more from you, and this is a down payment. It’s yours to keep."
In his heart, he knew he’d never ask for it back, nor did he care how much she spent or what she spent it on.
This was his way of giving his sister a welcome home gift.
Rosemary glanced at the platinum card in front of her, and without a need for anyone to tell her, she knew it had at least 5 million dollars in it.
5 million was the bare minimum for that kind of card.
"It’s just a few clothes, Sean. You don’t have to be that polite with me." Rosemary pushed the card back towards him.
"Keep it!" Sean insisted, placing it on top of her sketchpad, "I have other cards. Don’t worry about me running out of money!"
As he spoke, he pushed a box of his other treasures towards her.
"These are from various auctions I’ve won bids at, you could call it my private collection. I want you to have them."
Rosemary saw a variety of items including paintings, and priceless artifacts.
"I’m always out in Belloria and can’t give these things the proper care. They’ll be safe with you," Sean said, thinking he’d found the perfect excuse.
But Rosemary was serious, "Sean, these gifts are too valuable. I can’t accept them."
She had already accepted 5 million dollars from him and did not plan to take anything more.
Yet Sean was adamant, "You accepted gifts from our other brothers. If you don’t accept mine, I’ll be heartbroken."
Rosemary tried to interrupt him, when then she heard him say, "I really want to give them to you. If you accept them, it’ll make me happy. Don’t you want me to be happy?"
"I only have one sister. If I’m not giving these to you, then who else should receive these?"
Rosemary smiled, "Once you have a girlfriend, you could give them to her."
"I have no idea when I’ll be able to win over your future sister-in-law." Sean blurted out, then, suddenly remembering something, glanced at Rosemary sheepishly.
Rosemary smiled slyly, "Ophelia is coming to see me tonight."
"Really?" An excited spark appeared in Sean’s eyes.
"The holidays are coming, and she’s back in town. She said she’d stop by tonight. She’ll also be there the day I announce my identity." Watching Sean with amusement, she added, "Do you like her?"
"No, that’s not it." Sean, caught off guard by the news that the girl of his dreams would be visiting,hurriedly said, "Actually, there’s something urgent I just realized I need to do. I have to go. And keep the stuff, okay? Don’t you dare send it back, or I’ll get mad!"
Sean left in a hurry, and Rosemary couldn’t help but chuckle. Without guessing, she knew Sean was probably off to shave, shower, and spruce himself up.