Chapter 274: Chapter 274: She Profited
Yet Evelyn Clayton remained composed as ever, as if nothing had happened, and continued to bring food to her mouth.
The more Evelyn acted this way, the more uneasy Yara Reagan felt, but it wasn’t appropriate to say much.
In the afternoon, the two returned to the studio and continued immersing themselves in their intense work.
Around four or five o’clock in the afternoon, a hurried figure appeared at the studio door.
"Evelyn, I found out that the account you asked me to keep an eye on is indeed Summer Monroe’s tiered account!"
The person was none other than Iris Lockwood.
Although she had vaguely suspected it before, when the evidence was incontrovertible, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of hatred and anger.
It’s all about suppressing the studio’s business and playing tricks from behind, she wonders where Summer Monroe finds so much energy every day.
"Alright, thank you for your hard work."
Perhaps having experienced too many things in these past few days, Evelyn Clayton was unfazed by it, just rubbing her temples lightly.
With so many troubling matters piling up, one more wouldn’t make a difference.
She stood up and poured a glass of water for Iris Lockwood, then after some contemplation said, "Iris, there’s something I’d like your help with. I’m sure you’ve heard about the studio’s current operational situation. We can’t just do nothing, we need to take some remedial actions, could you... I provide you with the clothes, and you help me endorse and promote them?"
Even before Iris Lockwood arrived, Evelyn Clayton had somewhat thought of this idea.
She had a lot of confidence in her own taste and quality of clothes.
Once the marketing effort is strong enough, there will be buyers coming to place orders, and by then, Summer Monroe won’t be able to stop it.
But right now, the studio is struggling, and despite collecting a lot of breach-of-contract fees, the capital is still not abundant.
Without money, how can one advertise?
To save costs, Evelyn Clayton could only turn to people around her—keeping an overview of her surroundings.
Iris Lockwood was the best candidate for endorsement.
She had nice features, physique, and charm, and most importantly...
Evelyn Clayton paused and added, "However, the studio can only provide you with various clothes; as for compensation, I’m afraid..."
"No worries, I won’t charge." Iris Lockwood knew well about Evelyn Clayton’s financial difficulties and waved off the idea of compensation before she could speak.
Simply being able to help Evelyn Clayton was good enough.
Plus, she really liked the style of the studio’s clothes, and wearing the finished products for free was a privilege.
Counting it carefully, it seemed like she was the one benefiting.
Meanwhile, Yara Reagan nearly jumped up with excitement.
That’s right!
How did she not think of it?
It had to be her clever Evelyn!
The two came to an agreement, and the studio found a breakthrough for its current predicament.
The stone in Evelyn Clayton’s heart was slightly eased.
The night fell quickly.
Under the worried gaze of Yara Reagan, Evelyn Clayton drove to The Crestwood Grand Hotel.
Since James Grant had sent an invitation, she couldn’t just ignore it.
Moreover, deliberately avoiding James Grant would make her seem petty.
On the other hand, many of the city’s commercial magnates would be present at the event.
Engaging in socializing and brushing up her presence, perhaps she might meet someone who could revive the studio.
The Crestwood Grand Hotel is located in a bustling, prime area of the city center, with grand and luxurious decoration signifying the extraordinary status of its guests. Even the air is filled with a luxurious aura.
Half an hour later, Evelyn Clayton reached the destination.
She handed her car to a tailcoat-wearing valet before heading toward the hotel lobby, holding up her skirt.
Along the way, she attracted many gazes, either of amazement or obscured interest.
Yet she remained unfazed, with her back straight and head held high, as if she hadn’t noticed anything.
Iris Lockwood was already waiting for her in the lobby.