“Huh!” Shannon huffed. “Qualified or not, we’ll see when the result comes out.”

“Haha, is that supposed to be funny? How can she compete with our director with that design? Don’t be ridiculous,” Abigail raved.

Shannon was about to refute when Ashlyn tugged on her arm, appeasing, “There’s no point arguing with an ignoramus.”

“Who are you calling an ignoramus?!” Abigail snapped.

“Uh, whoever who just answered me?” Ashlyn smirked.

“You!” Abigail screeched, springing up to her feet, drawing the attention of the guests who were there sitting quietly watching the show.

“Abigail, calm down.” Megan pressed her down to her seat in embarrassment. “They’ll get slapped in the face when the results come out.”

Abigail sat down again in a huff. “Right! I shall put up with this for now!”

winner of the first show of Fashion Week wouldn’t be announced until all the brands had finished their presentations

it would already be

the show

at the venue, there was a fine French restaurant where models and guests could dine directly after

a magnificent

Mary had been here for

the pair of mother and daughter had

they were living in a

this time, Penelope and Mary were standing in a large tulip garden of the manor,

like a

again, “Mom… are these real? I’m not dreaming, am I? Mom,

be the young lady of Count’s Mansion from now on, do you understand? Besides, the paternity test results of your grandmother

never expected that their lives would take a

end of their rope until they were

mother anymore. It shocked her to discover that her mother had been sleeping with bigwigs in exchange

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