“Taya.”
Griffon pressed on the paper and looked down at Taya, who
was serious and focused on drawing
“I’ll help you restore your identity and set up a company for you. You can design under your own name in the future,” he
offered.
Hearing this, Taya’s hand, which was holding the measuring ruler, paused for a moment. She looked up at Griffon and shook her head without hesitation.
“If you’re going to restore my identity, then wait till I fulfill Rosalie’s dream first,” she replied.
Rosalie had taken on more than fifty projects that she was interested in and ended up pa*sing away before she could get
started on them.
As her sister, Taya had to finish all of them so that Rosalie could rest in peace.
“Forget about setting up a company, too,” she added.
She wanted to stand on the same
