Natalie nodded. “Do you mean Project Rebirth?”

“Yes! The black horse I’m talking about was the chief designer of that fashion show. Those clothes were simply too amazing! Anyone could tell that the person who designed them is every bit as talented as those top-class designers. It’s just a pity that she doesn’t have much fame. I believe the person, who will be chosen to represent our country, is going to be her,” the designer said confidently as he stroked his chin.

Natalie bowed her head and shook with silent laughter.

Initially, she wanted to get some information on this black horse, so she could get an idea about who she was up against.

To her surprise, the black horse turned out to be herself!

Seeing her chortle, the designer felt a little displeased. “What are you laughing about?”

Natalie waved her hands in apology and replied, “Nothing, nothing! Thanks for telling me about this. I’ll do my best to be selected as the country’s representative.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she closed her notebook and stood up, hugging it to her chest.

The designer seemed rather dazed at her words. Suddenly, he snapped out of his reverie and pointed at her in shock. “You—you are that…”

“Shh!” Natalie brought a finger to her lips, asking him not to expose her identity. “No one else should know who I am.”

 

shining with glee. He looked at Natalie as though she was his idol

bit.” Natalie

 

of the meeting room,

a hand stuck into his pocket. He was holding a cigarette between his fingers, a cigarette that he was already halfway

to help herself, Natalie slowed down and stared at him

always known he was a smoker because she often caught a whiff of cigarette smoke on

cool, and the cigarette lent him

she was staring at him, lost in her thoughts, Shane flicked away the ash on his cigarette. He suddenly looked up and stared straight at her. “Oh, you’re done with

and down slightly as a form of reply. She then walked straight past him

put out his cigarette and darted forward after Natalie,

around and found herself

head bumped

but Shane let out a grunt. He let go of

shock. Shane’s brows were furrowed in pain. Sweat was beading his brows, and

face anxiously and asked, “Mr. Shane, are

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255