“You sure are my daughter.” Mary nodded in satisfaction.

After lunch, Ashlyn was on her way to her lounge with Shannon, in which the logo of their brand, LX was affixed on the door.

Fashion Week had prepared separate lounges for every guest and brand owner.

Ashlyn had never been in the habit of taking a nap during lunch break. But Shannon, on the other hand, half nervous and half excited, fell asleep on the couch shortly after.

Ashlyn shook her head and got up, wanting to use the restroom.

She grabbed her purse and walked out of the room. Then heading in the restroom’s direction, as indicated by the signage, she suddenly heard a sexy, panting sound when she walked past a room.

“You and Mr. Reedman will vote for me this time, right, Mr. O’Brien?”

Ashlyn’s forehead puckered.

sounds so

pursed her lips and peered inside through the door that was slightly ajar—Megan was being pinned against the sofa by a tall European man, whose one hand was unbuttoning her roughly and

is really unforgettable,” O’Brien spoke with an accent. “You Eurasian women have such petite figures.

back on your word, Mr. O’Brien!” Megan said coquettishly, wrapping her arms around the man’s waist

great taste! Her designs are very soulful and bold! How about… you introduce her to me?” O’Brien gave Megan

that delicate body, O’Brien couldn’t help but feel his body tighten and

looking very attractive despite the mask. He couldn’t help

to offend the man before her, so she forced a smile and said in a sweet voice, “Hey, how could you do this? You have your eyes on that X, haven’t you? If you fancy her, how

haven’t played with a woman in a mask before. It must

bated breath, a hint of disdain

Megan Hobbs to plot against me! Where did she even find the

about to leave, she suddenly heard the sound of Abigail talking to another designer

neither

here, she would get caught by Abigail, but if she left

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