When the show was over, the venue
immediately resounded with thunderous
applause. Julie Nixon was calm and
collected as she went on stage to say a few
words. Everyone eagerly awaited the after
-party
Many media personnel went up and asked
Julie who was the model for the finale and
whether Julie had hired a supermodel
from abroad at a high price.
Julie laughed and simply asked some one to call Nicole over. “This model isn’t an
international supermodel, she’s my
partner, Nicole.”
Nicole smiled and nodded calmly. She was
still wearing that dress. Everyone eagerly
took pictures of her. Cameras flashed
continuously, but Nicole was extremely
cooperative and just stood there to let
everyone take pictures of her.
After all, Nicole wanted to help Julie and
give her brand good publicity.
The invited media were well-known in
the fashion industry in the country and abroad. A foreign reporter asked, “The
design of this gown looks like a bridal
dress. Ms. Nicole, you walked so skillfully
in this dress. Have you ever had experience
in wearing wedding gowns?”
Julie froze for a moment and wanted to
stop them from asking questions, but
Nicole smiled indifferently and said in a
light tone, “No, I’ve never worn a
wedding dress.”
Eric Ferguson, who was walking towards
them, heard these words and felt his body
stiffen slightly. The look in his eyes
instantly became complicated.
‘It’s true that she’s never worn a wedding
dress. We didn’t even have a wedding and
didn’t take any wedding photos… How
could there be occasions for her to wear a
wedding dress?’
The only connection between them was their marriage license that turned into a divorce certificate. They
were only married in name and had nothing else. Eric was stingy with Nicole about everything except
money,
For a moment, Eric’s chest seemed to be hit like he had been slapped by Nicole. Keith paused in his
footsteps on the side. It is really her…” Nicole saw Eric standing not far away and faintly retracted her
gaze. She answered a few more questions and left with Julie. Naturally, Julie also saw Eric and said
unhappily, “I clearly didn’t give them tickets. How dare they show up uninvited?”
Nicole laughed. “With their status and ability, isn’t it easy to get a few tickets?” What was more, this was
Eric’s turf. Julie grunted in exasperation. When someone came over to exchange pleasantries, she
immediately greeted them with a smile. Nicole then went upstairs to look for Yvette. Nicole did not want
to see those irritating faces. On the other hand, Ingrid pulled Wendy over seemingly looking for
someone. She would go up to every staff member she
saw and ask them, Where’s the model for the finale?”
Finally, someone managed to give her
directions. “I just saw that she went
upstairs…”
Wendy spotted Eric and wanted to go to
him, but she did not want to leave Ingrid
behind either. “Why don’t we just look for
the model later?”
“We’ll just take a picture and go. It’ll be
quick.
That model was so beautiful! How good would it be if this kind of woman married my brother…” Ingrid
thought that only a decent and graceful woman like that who could capture the hearts of many was
worthy enough of her brother. ‘Even if she’s a model, she’s already way better than Nicole! Wendy’s face
stiffened when she heard this and quickly said, “How could your brother fancy a model? Models have a
very messy private life and are basically escorts who drink and sleep with whoever them… that can pay
The people upstairs heard this and looked
at each other with a smile. Yvette sneered and raised her voice. “If you look down on us, then don’t
come. Who invited you
anyway?”
Ingrid stopped in her tracks and did not
expect that others would overhear their
conversation, then cast a reproachful
glance at Wendy.
As soon as they got upstairs, they saw
Yvette sitting in front of the dressing
table, staring at them mockingly.
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Both Ingrid and Wendy were stunned.” It’s you?!” Nicole sat on the chair next to Yvette with her back to
them. She kept her head down as she was playing with her phone and did not even lift her head,
ignoring their presence. Yvette laughed, sized them up, and snickered. “Why can’t it be me? Oh wow,
you’re both wearing the clothes Nicole didn’t want?” Ingrid’s face turned red with anger and wanted to
teach her a lesson, but she did not forget her main purpose of coming over.
As soon as they got upstairs, they saw Yvette sitting in front of the dressing table, staring at them
mockingly. Both Ingrid and Wendy were stunned.” It’s you?!” Nicole sat on the chair next to Yvette with
her back to them. She kept her head down as she was playing with her phone and did not even lift her
head, ignoring their presence.
Yvette laughed, sized them up, and snickered. “Why can’t it be me? Oh wow, you’re both wearing the
clothes Nicole didn’t want? Ingrid’s face turned red with anger and wanted to teach her a lesson, but she
did not forget her main purpose of coming over. “I won’t bother with you. Hey, finale model, I wanna take
a picture with you!”
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