As they were speaking, Brendan came out of his office with an obviously gloomy expression on his face. He then said to Maeve Lindberg’s manager, “The dress has already been completed. If you’re dissatisfied, we can give you a full refund.”
Apparently, Maeve’s manager didn’t expect Brendan to say that. Surprised, she replied with a smile, “Please don’t be mad, Mr. Griffith. We aren’t saying that we’re not satisfied with the dress, it’s just that Maeve said the dress is the result of your hard work since you designed it yourself. You know what kind of a person she is, though. She said she’ll perhaps be satisfied if you personally deliver the dress to her.”
“That’s enough,” Brendan interrupted her right away. “Please help me tell Miss Lindberg that it’s not a problem if she’s dissatisfied with the design and needs it to be revised. If she’s dissatisfied with the dress, we can have it remade, and if she wants to terminate our contracts, we can choose to terminate the contracts amicably. As for everything else, please tell her to behave herself.”
The manager quickly replied with an obsequious smile, “You’re going a bit too far in saying that, Mr. Griffith. Maeve didn’t mean anything else. She just wanted to be friends with you, but if you don’t want to, she won’t force it, of course. To put it bluntly, we didn’t come to you for the dress; we came to you because Maeve is interested in you. Since you don’t reciprocate Maeve’s feelings, let’s forget about our collaboration. As for the compensation, you just have to pay the money according to what was stated in the contract.”
Brendan looked as black as thunder.
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