"Mr. Wesley..." Janet was flattered by Draco's compliment and blessings, but couldn't help feeling a tinge of shyness. She bowed her head bashfully and said, "I'm not good enough to compete with you yet."
Draco spoke in a mild, soothing voice, subtly encouraging her. "You have to believe in yourself, Janet. You're a phenomenal designer with a unique style and aesthetic. I'm confident that you'll make waves in the fashion industry in no time."
"Exactly. I also have a lot of faith in you!" Elizabeth said as she patted Janet on the shoulder cheerfully. "You have to watch your back, though, because I'll catch up to you too!"
The rest of Janet's colleagues then joined in and offered her words of encouragement.
"Go for it, Janet! You have all it takes!"
"Just don't forget about us once you become a bigshot designer!"
Janet observed her colleagues shower her with adoration with pursed lips, deeply moved by their affection. Her nose immediately felt stuffy, and her eyes became lightly soaked with tears.
Her gaze swept over the familiar and friendly faces in front of her, as well as all the familiar objects in W Marks Studio—each one distinguished by unique memories of her time there.
Janet clenched her fist and said with determination, "I'll do my best! I'll never forget W Marks. You guys are like family to me!" "Alright, alright. Enough with the soppy speeches now!" Elizabeth joked as she pushed the cart towards Janet. "Let's all have some champagne and cake and celebrate this wonderful occasion together!" The entire office erupted into cheers.
As Janet nibbled on a slice of cake with her head bowed down, a solitary tear unexpectedly rolled down her cheek and plopped onto the dessert.
Goodbye, W Marks!
Goodbye, friends...
******
By the time Janet arrived at her new studio with her luggage, it was already midday.
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