Chapter 2444

Sophia arrived at Old Mr. Quintin's mansion and, without waiting for Jason,

headed straight inside. The maid greeted her with a pair of slippers and a warm smile. "Miss, you're back. This morning, the master was just mentioning how you both haven't visited in a while."

Sophia forced a smile and huffed, "Been thinking about him. Rushed over as soon as I got off work."

As she swapped her shoes, she looked around, asking, "Where's Grandpa?"

"The master is in his study with a guest, Miss Evelyn is in the living room watching TV," replied the maid cheerfully.

True enough, Sophia found Evelyn lounging on the sofa, thoroughly enjoying a comedy show, judging by the laughter emanating from the TV and her bright smile. However, her smile froze for a moment upon noticing Sophia.

Sophia didn't bother with her and headed upstairs.

Evelyn's eyes flickered, and she set the remote down, following Sophia upstairs.

Sophia went to her room and laid her coat on the bed, about to change her clothes, when Evelyn walked in. The door was ajar, and she didn't knock. "Sophia!"

Sophia turned around, "What's up?"

Evelyn's tone was amiable. "Actually, there's something I'd like to talk to you about."

Sophia, her short hair giving her a brisk, refreshing look, said, "Shoot!"

Evelyn took a step forward, "I've been pretty bored staying at home all day. I was thinking about working at your studio. Is that okay?"

"Do you have any experience in design?" Sophia inquired.

Evelyn shook her head, "But I love drawing."

"Passion and professionalism are two different things. Our studio has strict standards for hiring designers. I'm afraid you might not pass the assessment," Sophia explained.

Evelyn quickly responded, "I can learn, though. My dream was always to become a jewelry designer. Can you mentor me, please?"

Sophia answered seriously, "It's not as simple as just mentoring you. What was

your major in college? You should find a job that matches your field."

"My major was just a random pick. I

didn't even like it. I want to be a designer, Evelyn said, her smile charming. "Estelle is getting married soon and won't have time. Sophia, can't you help me out? The studio is jointly owned by Jason and Estelle, and they're hardly ever there. It's mostly you who calls the shots. Whether I can join is really up to you."

"I'm sorry, but I really can't help you with this! Sophia firmly refused. "Precisely because I'm in charge, I have to ensure fairness and veto integrity. Our studio's assessment for designers is never taken lightly."

Evelyn's expression turned awkward, and she said with disappointment, "Okay then, sorry to bother you," before turning to leave.

After the visitor had left, Old Mr. Quintin and Jason were sitting in the living room, chatting. Evelyn, trying to keep a smile, approached them, "Grandpa, Jason."

Jason turned to pour some tea, ignoring her.

Feeling a bit bored and upset over Sophia's rejection, Evelyn sat on the opposite couch and fell silent.

It took a moment for Old Mr. Quintin to notice something was off. He chuckled, "Why so quiet? It's rare to see you like this!"

Evelyn looked up, giving a sheepish smile, "Just feeling a bit down."

"What happened?" Old Mr. Quintin inquired.

After a brief hesitation, Evelyn

began, "I've been idle at home and wanted to find a job to be independent. I'm still young, can't keep living off Grandpa. I like the idea of being a designer and asked Sophia for guidance, but she said my education isn't enough. It makes me feel so useless!"