Filed to story: Returning to Her Not-So-Poor Family
Mirabella couldn’t help but smile at the sight of the usually cool and aloof Sean showing this side of himself, “OK.”
Sean thought he’d misheard. Overjoyed, he looked at his sister, “Then I’ll go get ready! You’re the best!”After saying that, he cast a triumphant glance at his brothers. See? His sister favored him the most!
Who had the most weight in her heart? Now they should know.
The brothers couldn’t believe such a small matter had made him this happy. After watching him leave, they turned to Mirabella.
“For other trips, you can count on Hans.”
“Chasel is at your service anytime.”
“Clark’s available, too.”
Back in his room, Sean called his men in Belloria, instructing them to be on high alert and ready for a 24-hour duty to ensure his sister’s safety.
He then opened his suitcase, carefully packing all the clothes, pants, and socks his sister had gifted him, not missing a single item.
Just then, a servant knocked on the door, delivering several jackets.
“Ms. Bella had these sent over from QY for you, to help keep you warm.”
Sean was surprised his sister had acted so swiftly on her promise to send him some jackets. He hadn’t expected them to arrive in the blink of an eye!
Though they weren’t tailor-made for him by his sister, he was genuinely fond of them. Just looking at those jackets lifted his spirits.
“Did anyone see you bringing these in?” Sean asked the servant, who seemed a bit confused.
“Some of the security guards outside might have seen me, and people in the living room knew when I came in.”
“I was talking about Hans and the others.”
At that, the servant was even more puzzled. “They were coming downstairs as I arrived. I greeted them, but I’m not sure if they really noticed.”
So they had seen it? Sean thought with a smirk.
The style of the clothes clearly reflected Bella’s handiwork!
Ah, let them be green with envy!
It was finally Sean’s turn to gloat!
“Sean, should I wash these and bring them back to you?” The servant, aware of his boss’s little vanities, offered. “They will be dry in no time. You’ll just have to wait for about an hour.”
“Yes. Do that quickly.” Sean was over the moon. He thought a moment, then unlocked his safe and pulled out a thick stack of cash.Would Bella turn her nose up at such a small sum?
Thinking it over, he put the money back, took out his exclusive platinum credit card from his wallet, and then emptied the safe of all the quirky collectibles he had hoarded.
Soon after, he knocked on Mirabella’s room door.
“Come in.” Mirabella was busy drafting designs.
Since the family knew she was the founder of QY, she didn’t bother to hide her work from them anymore.
“Sis, are you designing clothes?” Sean entered and noticed, not just on paper, but also on the computer screen, some grand and beautiful, others fashionable and elegant.
He placed the items he had brought in front of her, flipping through her sketches. “These are lovely.
May I buy a few of these for you? They’d look stunning on you.”
Mirabella smiled faintly, “These are already ordered by clients, some are rush orders that I need to deliver the day after tomorrow.”
“So, you’re personally delivering these garments? Who is that person of importance? Give me the address, let me deliver them for you, and you stay home and rest.”
“This is one client I really have to deliver to personally.”
Her phone vibrated just as she finished her sentence.
It was a call from one of her employees.
“What’s up?” she asked as soon as she picked up, “Still out of stock? Hmm, all I need is this down jacket to complete the order. You keep looking for that; if it really doesn’t work, I’ll figure out somethingelse.”
After hanging up, Sean couldn’t help but ask, “Out of stock? What do you need? Tell me, and I’ll sort it out for you.”
“It’s a type of down called ‘Velvet Royale’. It’s plumper than regular goose down, with higher loft and cleanliness, more resistant to cold, rarer, and more suited to the client’s stature.”
Bella explained, “The client will be on a sea voyage over New Year, spending a lot of time out at sea.
The biting cold wind carries moisture that can seep through the gaps in clothing, so this garment has to be especially warm and stylish, with windproof, waterproof, yet breathable qualities.”
Sean hadn’t realized that a jacket could involve such intricate considerations, nor had he imagined that his sister would think through every detail of a client’s casual sea voyage.
Looking at the down jacket designs, fashionable, beautiful, and slimming, he wondered. Was the client a woman?
“Velvet Royale, huh? I got you covered, Bella,” 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?” Mirabella 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.Mirabella 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, Mirabella 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 QY, 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?” Mirabella 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,” Mirabella 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,” Mirabella 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.
Mirabella 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 Mirabella 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.
