“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!”

Fashion Week wouldn’t be announced until all the brands had

it would already

and the others had watched the show for half a

venue, there was a fine French restaurant

a magnificent

been here for

like country bumpkins visiting the city for the first time, the pair of mother and daughter had been staying in a European-style manor

though they were living in a fictional

garden of the manor, admiring the flowers and the

like a

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

worthless daughter. “You will be the young lady of Count’s Mansion from now on, do you understand? Besides, the paternity test results of

that their lives would take a turn for the

daughter had been at the end of their rope until

even recognize her mother anymore. It shocked her to discover that her mother had been sleeping with bigwigs in exchange for money in order to

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