Life at the Top

“Anna.”

A woman’s voice came from behind Anna.

Anna turned around and looked at the beautiful woman who approached her. She was about to say hello when she saw a tall, blonde, handsome man next to the woman.

Anna frowned and said flatly, “Katrin, can I help you?”

Katrin walked up to Anna, suppressed her excitement, and said, “Congratulations o n winning the gold medal in this fashion design competition. I heard that you have already received the invitation to Paris Fashion Week, I really envy you. You’re the only one who got it among so many of us.

Anna chuckled. “It’s not like there is no other way to go to Paris Fashion Week. Knowing you Katrin, you must have a way in.”

Katrin shook her head and said, “That’s

different. You are invited as a new

designer, and you have the opportunity to exhibit a set of clothes you designed. Even if I go there through other means, I can only be a spectator.

“Let’s stop talking about me, Anna, this is my brother Jeremiah. Do you remember him? He always wanted to have a good chat with you,” Katrin suddenly said excitedly.

I really don’t want to become familiar with any other friends

I think you should give me

chance.”

are just making friends. Even an ancient and conservative country will

you speak. I will not

corners of

and he said, “Sorry,

your birthday, so want to hold a birthday party

afraid that Anna would refuse, he said hurriedly, “I know, your family is in Somerland, so this time you can only spend your birthday alone in the

all your friends and mentors from your fashion design course. Everyone is very happy to attend your birthday

all, I really don’t have any interest in you. Secondly, I don’t really want to attend this birthday

said, “You’re the best fashion designer around and you have a powerful family while I am the future heir of the largest clothing production company in the United States. Don’t you heaven?” think we are

such advanced terms? What

voice was heard

people

up. Anna saw Jasper

of disbelief on her

face fell instantly. “Who are you?