Chapter 519: Event Manager of Dream Mist I

Chapter 519: Event Manager of Dream Mist I

Celah Poots

"This is teal, I said we wanted emerald," said the man in frustration, looking at the stage.

People say it is brides that turn into monsters at weddings, but the grooms are just as bad.

"We will change it to emerald," I replied.

"I want it the color of Sarkos emeralds, not a common emerald," He said. "We have that shade, Mr. Alister. It will be done," I replied with a smile.

I could tell he wanted to say something. Likely an insult, but he controlled himself.

"I hope you don't make another mistake this time," he said snidely and walked with his bride and the guide from the legacy, which took them to the spa.

"He controlled himself," commented Yalis as they walked away.

The snide comment might seem like an insult, but in my profession, it is praise, especially from people like him, who have enough money that they couldn't spend it all in their lifetime.

He only controlled himself because it was a legacy. Here, his father's influence didn't work as much as it did outside.

"How are carriages? Have they arrived?" I asked. "They are an hour away," I replied.

There will be two and a half thousand guests, and we do not have enough special carriages to ferry them all. These carriages are distinct.

They are expensive and used for functions such as weddings.

I had given the order for them in the very first week I had joined Velvet Garden. They have been delivered in batches since the start of this month.

They are expensive, but the legacy has money. They have made a huge order. It is not just the carriage, but for many other things as well.

Today's delivery will make it the fifth batch. It will be enough to ferry two and a half thousand guests for the wedding.

I looked around me watching the nearly fifty people working on the venue setup on the roof. Some are working on the plants, while others are on the decorations, seating, and tables.

This is a massive roof spanning over fifty-thousand square feet.

With its redesign, it could accommodate ten thousand people easily.

The plan is to have several functions at once here. Its open design allows many ways that it could be configured by moving around the plants and mist, which could form the walls.

Currently, we are taking it slow.

The Velvet Garden is a big enterprise with tens of thousands of people visiting it daily.

So, every step needs to be careful. I am really glad about it. If they had asked me to manage several functions daily, I don't think I could have done it right now.

I had done that in Namdar. There, I worked for pretty big clients, but still, the legacy is in a completely different league.

I looked around and sighed.

The place is covered in colorful mist and plants that cover it in wonderful fragrances and looked like they came out of dreams.

It had been a month since they had hired me, and even now, I am still enamored by it.

It is a freaking legacy. It is hard not to get enamored by it. I don't think I will get used to it or ever get bored by it.

Before coming here, I had only visited Legacies three times and was blown away every time, but those Legacies are nothing compared to the mammoth that is Velvet Garden.

To be honest, I wasn't much interested in the job because I knew I wouldn't get it because of the sheer competition.

People more experienced and at higher levels than me came to interview for this job.

I came in only because I didn't want to disappoint Eva, who had recommended me. She had been my best client.

Though, when I stepped inside the tower. I knew I wanted the job, despite running my own successful business in Namdar.

Though, I didn't think I would get it. It shocked me that I had got the job, beating out those talented people.

These things happen as there are always better clothes than they have. The bride and groom had already brought their clothes.

They were specially designed for them by one of the best designers from the merchant state, but now, they have gone to Eva Cain.

Their designs are some of the best I have seen and made even better as they are mist-crafted.

It makes the clothes from Eva Cain irresistible.

That is why I asked my people not to let them get close to the store.

"They tried, but someone from their party went there and raved about it," he replied while I massaged my head.

The wedding has just six hours to go. This is the last thing I want.

"Driver, go fast," I said to the driver. Immediately, the driver increased the speed of the carriage. I also attached my skills to the carriage.

To Clients Need.

We reached the tower in record time. I stepped out before walking through the direct entrance.

Even at this time, there is a line to enter the legacy.

I entered the lobby feeling the power of legacy and those wonderful smells. They calmed me, but not enough, to slow my rush toward the elevator.

I stepped inside it, and a few seconds later, its doors opened on the store floors.

"No, I want the mist-crafted wedding dress!" I heard a loud cry just when I was about to ask the staff where the bride was.

I rushed toward the store, heard the voice, and saw the bride.

She is beside the groom. There are also the parents of the bride and the parents of the groom beside her.

They are all focused on one person, Byron. The store manager.

The bride seemed to notice me. She turned toward me, and hope seemed to light up in her angry eyes.

"Harold chose the mist-crafted suit for the wedding. I want a mist-crafted wedding dress, too," she said with her pale green eyes boring on me.

There is also the power of skill. It is familiar. I had seen many with Heiress Class.

"Ms. Alda, you have a wonderful wedding dress crafted by the famous Lynavis. It makes you look like a princess," I said, activating the Pacifying Client.

"No, I want a crafted dress," she insisted. Intensifying the power of her skill further.

It didn't affect me much because of her being lower level than me. Besides, its power is suppressed by something greater.

The skills are suppressed when they are used against the employee of the legacy.

Seeing her eyes. It's transparent that she will not listen. So, I turned to Byron.

"I have told them. We do not have wedding dresses," he replied simply.

They do not have wedding dresses. Eva had told me that Miss Cain had designed some, but they won't appear in the store for another two months.

They haven't even started working on them yet.

I turned to the woman.

"I want a mist-crafted dress," she demanded. 'This spoiled brat!' I cursed in my heart, but a small polite smile remained on my face.

"This is a big day for our daughter. Arrange a mist-crafted dress for her. We are willing to pay any price for it," said the mother of the bride.

"I will see what I can do," I replied, before turning. An idea formed and I am hoping it would work, and the bride will agree.





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