Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling

Chapter 455: Chapter 455: Busy for a Better Life

Preston Thorne nodded. "The clothes have to be attractive, of course. Customers aren’t fools. When they spend money, they expect to get something good."

Shane Thorne glanced at Adrian Hawthorne and smiled. "No need to rush. Starting a factory isn’t so easy. Let the three of them get some practice first and see if the clothes they make actually sell."

Phoebe Huxley, Fiona Rhodes, and Sylvia Swann involuntarily straightened up, feeling both proud and nervous. It was as if a thousand-pound weight now rested on their shoulders. The factory’s success depended directly on the quality of the clothes they made!

They had to make the clothes well. They couldn’t drag Millstone Peak down.

But Byron Thorne was still worried. He had always been cautious and meticulous, looking ahead and behind before taking a single step and only moving when he was absolutely certain it was safe. He still couldn’t feel at ease with the current situation.

"I think we need to add one more person," Byron Thorne said slowly.

Adrian Hawthorne’s eyes flashed. ’Someone finally thought of it.’

Shane Thorne and Preston Thorne quickly caught on. They both nodded; they really did need to add another person.

"I’ll go talk to Cooper Golding later," Preston Thorne said.

Cooper Golding was Accountant Golding, and his family also had a sewing machine.

Raina couldn’t stand it and yelled, "Why involve the Golding family? If there’s money to be made, shouldn’t the Thorne family earn it ourselves!"

Phoebe Huxley chimed in, "The three of us—Fiona, Sylvia, and I—are enough. There’s no need to add anyone else."

Fiona Rhodes and Sylvia Swann nodded in agreement. They couldn’t bear to split the money with the Golding family. ’Why should we have to?’

Preston Thorne shot them a glare. "Such a shortsighted, womanly view! You have to think long-term. You three are gathered together making clothes every day—you think the villagers won’t find out? If only the Thorne family gets rich and we don’t give the Golding family a piece of the pie, what if they report us to the authorities? That would be another headache, and a much more serious one than raising rabbits."

Raina said resentfully, "Well, Phoenix Golding’s family has a sewing machine too. Are we going to invite that little bitch over as well?"

Preston Thorne sneered. "Of course not. We can ask anyone in the whole village, but we will never ask her family."

’Even if we open a factory in the future, we will never, ever hire Phoenix Golding’s family. They dared to harm a Thorne descendant, so I’ll make their lives in this village impossible. They won’t even find a place to beg.’

Only then was Raina mollified. As long as Phoenix Golding’s family wasn’t involved, she didn’t care about anyone else.

And so, the matter was settled. Work would officially begin tomorrow. Everyone was brimming with enthusiasm, especially the women. They wished they could start that very night, so eager were they to start earning money.

No one could have known that on this very night, the fledgling form of the future, world-renowned clothing brand, ’Tang-Huang’, was conceived. It would only grow stronger from that point on, eventually becoming an internationally famous brand.

For now, though, ’Tang-Huang’ didn’t even have a name. There were only three sewing machines crammed into a shabby room. Rosalind Green was the most excited of all. After Byron Thorne and the others left, she immediately got to work, wanting to create the first batch of samples.

Watching the bustling Rosalind Green, Adrian Hawthorne couldn’t help but smile. ’Being busy means being fulfilled. He really liked this version of his mother, striving for a better life. Even if her efforts yielded only small results, just trying was enough. He would handle the rest.’

Just before bedtime, Preston Thorne returned. Cooper Golding’s two sons came over, carrying a sewing machine. Now there were four. The person the Golding family sent over was their younger daughter-in-law, a woman named Juliana Rhodes, who was also deft and quick with her hands.

The next day, the four seamstresses arrived around the same time. Phoebe Thorne also came, her large belly preceding her. She was there to help with cutting the fabric. Rosalind Green couldn’t manage it all by herself, and Phoebe Thorne was still healthy enough that the light work was no problem. Adrian Hawthorne had said he would pay one jiao for each piece cut—ten pieces for one yuan. Of course, Phoebe Thorne was more than willing.