Alice was sitting in her office, revising the design in front of her.

This week she was busy. Dozens of sets of clothes were personally cut, personally sewn. She was so busy that she only had a few hours of rest time a day.

Carl was away on a business trip, so she was happy to have no one to take care of her.

Coco walked in and looked at the clothes on the mannequins.

"Alice, you are really a fool. Mr. Evans is not here. You do these things and no one is watching!"

Alice put down the needle and thread in her hand, "Coco, if you have nothing...