Chapter 35
The day was extremely hectic, more hectic than she had expected. Amelia had begun to slowly understand why Damien looked the way he did when she had met him the previous day. Due to the incoming fashion weeks, she and Damien had been going around from one team of designers to another, ensuring that the pieces created aligned with the collection theme, The Season of the Sun. Maybe it would have been much easier if not for the fact that for every team they went to, Damien had some sort of criticism or another.
"It’s The Season of the Sun, not The Season of Shit."
"Come on, we are preparing for a fashion week, not some kids’ show."
"Was this part of the drafts sent to me? Because I am pretty sure I never approved that."
"I know anything can be art, but I’m sorry, this is just trash."
Amelia had begun to feel bad for some of the designers. While some of the criticisms were fairly needed, she felt that others were unnecessary. However, she kept quiet, besides, he was the boss.
Finally, after a long time, they went back to Damien’s office. Damien slumped into his chair with a quiet sigh and ordered,
"Go get me milk tea downstairs."
Amelia nodded and left the office.
Damien rubbed his temples as he watched her go.
He had confronted his mother, asking her why she had made Amelia his assistant. She had told him that Amelia had exceptional talent and she wanted him to tutor her before bringing her to her side.