In My Desperate Time

No!

I roar in my hear.

However, I can’t decide here.

Steven Song glances up at them and says, “as you like.”

Doesn't Steven Song see me winking at him? With his temper that desire to stir up trouble, I really doubt if he did it on purpose.

“Does Mr. Song have any comment on the products of this show?”

This woman talks about the show yesterday straight forward.

“No. There were several clothes yesterday, all of which are designed by Miss Jordan, right? Very nice.” Steven Song replies with a smile.

Miss Jordan?

And she is a famous designer.

There is only one person I know, Whitney Jordan.

Nicole Snow is well known nationally but also internationally. But there’s still a gap between her and Whitney Jordan's. Whitney Jordan comes from a very good family, with the excellent resources and the enviable conditions.

So sometimes, people need more than just talents. Some have won at the starting line.

“Yes. But the lady sitting next to you doesn't seem very pleased with my work.”

Then, Whitney Jordan's eyes fall on me.

I feel awkward.

by Whitney Jordan. She didn't mess up with me yesterday, but

I'm a little nervous.

Louis, who is sitting there eating slowly,

mentally strong. I talk to his wife face to face, and

breath and smile at Whitney

not saying Miss Jordan's works aren’t good, it's just that different people have different tastes, and I happen

know if my explanation

moment. Her face looks not good. It takes a long time for

Here is my card. If you have any questions about my work, you can always come and tell me.” She hands me a card and, turning to Frances Louis, says,

hands take her card and stop in

But it's not

and says, “You cannot deny all just because you have different opinions. Perhaps,

Louis’s words make me

thing Whitney Jordan and I have in common, it's this man sitting across

to eat

buy it and

already awkward atmosphere becomes even

and

what Whitney Jordan would do to me if

when the organizers calls. They want him to

an uneasy

do you want, Frances Louis?!” I look at him

his eyes and wipes his mouth

I wanted to ask him this question yesterday, but