My Dreamy Old Husband

The reporter kept pestering Sophia. “Miss Edwards, you haven’t answered my question! Are you leaving in a rush because you are feeling guilty? Are you lacking the courage to face the situation? If L/K were to send you a subpoena, have you thought of how you’d respond to it?”

The cameraman brought the lens closer to Sophia, causing the camera to almost touch her face.

It was impossible that nobody hadn’t noticed what was going on at the corner. In fact, Kayla had noticed it long ago. When Sophia was humiliated but couldn’t leave as her skirt was being stepped on by someone, Kayla was talking to Joel on the other side—it formed a stark contrast between a wild chick and a real young lady of a wealthy family.

However, the show with Joel as the main character was way more interesting than the show on the other side. Therefore, nobody wanted to go over there.

Sophia remained motionless. If she moved, her sleeveless gown might really slip down there and then.

When the reporter continued to press on, she finally coldly asked, “Which publisher are you from?”

Feeling impatient, the reporter switched to his other foot to step on her skirt as he growled, “Miss Edwards, don’t change the topic. Please answer my question first!”

Sophia didn’t reply. She suddenly noticed that other reporters were hyped up. “The person-in-charge of L/K for Cethos, Kenny Blair, is here!”

Hearing that, a few reporters immediately left. However, there was still a foot quietly stepping on Sophia’s skirt persistently.

And at that moment, Joel finally saw the nasty leather shoe on the corner of her skirt, and a cold gleam flashed across his eyes.

Kenny Blair was not only a well-known designer; he was also the person-in-charge of L/K for Cethos despite his young age. Therefore, it was only natural for him to radiate the vibes of a successful person. Upon entering the hotel, he was instantly surrounded by reporters.

“Kenny, are you here today because you were invited to attend Miss Kayla Harper’s birthday banquet?”

“Kenny, will you continue to use the previous style for the new products released by L/K ladies’ series this winter?

you think about high-quality

word, a strong sense of disgust was aroused in him. “I think that fakes are a form of disrespect to intellectual properties. Those who wear or make

was excited, as if he was a child who would get rewarded for blowing the whistle. “Kenny, there’s a person wearing the replica of an evening gown, which was just released this autumn by L/K,

Kenny’s expression fell. “Which

‘Moonlight in an

with fair complexions. The entire gown was pure white in color, looking just like the bright moon reflected in the mirror-like water

nerve to wear the replica of the ‘Moonlight

enraged, as if his own daughter had been kidnapped, but the kidnapper deliberately placed her before him to rub it in his face. He quickened his pace toward the banquet hall, while the reporters, who had been bribed, eagerly led

growled the

That’s the person!” The reporter

an ivory evening gown. She seemed to be donning the most stunning and breath-taking gleam of moonlight on

it’s a fake! No matter how gorgeous it looks, it’s still a

Kenny strode angrily toward Sophia in a fast pace. However, when he got

this replica look so

involved in the making of some of the detailed aspects. The intricate embroideries on the gown were meticulously embroidered by him, but even he himself couldn’t see any

of months ago, but now, it has

sudden, his footsteps came to a halt, as if he saw a staggering

a black suit. His buzz cut was eye-catching, and he was looking at him

my ‘father’

game. Through this ‘father’, Kenny expanded his

the reporters winked at him from one side. “Kenny, that man over there is wearing a replica

words made the corner of Kenny’s lips twitch. That’s my ‘father’! What’s with the eyesight of these reporters? Is my ‘father’

to have noticed something unbearable. Without any consideration of the consequences, he dashed forward. The reporters thought that he was going to give Sophia a piece of his mind, so they frantically took photos, perfectly capturing his every slight