SECRET ADMIRER

Sophie's lips tightened in a grimace at the sight on her laptop. Pulling back a little, she started to crack her knuckles while muttering incorrigible beneath her breath. She had been on the same thing for hours.

She sighed and her gaze flickered to the man seated on the chair in front of her.

“You don't like it?” Her employee asked, sitting up quietly at the look on her face.

“Hmm, ” she mumbled as she watched light fade out from his face to reveal a crestfallen expression. “Let me speak, ” she hummed.

“When I said that I wanted something different, I meant that you should give me something beautiful, amazing yet DIFFERENT.” She laid emphasis on the last word. “You heard the client. You met then, Roy. You spoke to them. You should be able to ascertain the kind of people they are from your conversation. That's if you asked the right question.” She exhaled.

“Now, I don't know what you asked but I need you to think back to your conversation and decide in your mind the sort of design tho