The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 170

Helen quickly recovered and glared at Vivienne.

“You think turning Mike’s perfectly fine one–shoulder gown into a common strapless dress is considered design?”

“Exactly.” Hazel joined Helen on the runway, crossed her arms, and chuckled. Her eyes disdainfully glanced at the gradient dress that Vivienne had altered. “I thought you had some real talent. But this is just mediocre.”

“What’s the rush?” Vivienne glanced at them indifferently.

“You’ve ruined this dress!” Helen shrieked, unable to contain her anger. “Mike hates anyone tampering with his designs! If our collaboration with Mike’s independent brand is ruined because of you, I won’t let you off the hook!”

“And?” Vivienne responded expressionlessly. “Wasn’t it you who asked me to change it? Why are you complaining now?”

“You just changed it because we asked? Who do you think you are?!” Helen found Vivienne’s arrogance unbelievable. “Mike wouldn’t even give a second glance to someone as tasteless as you!”

“Heh, this is the first time I’ve seen someone so full of themselves.” Hazel looked at Vivienne mockingly. “Let’s see. If Mike praises your alteration, I’ll shave my head right here on this runway!”

Vivienne lightly lifted her lashes as her gaze swept towards Hazel. She suddenly laughed. Her laughter was enchanting and captivating. “Shave your head? I like that! Are you sure you want to compete?”

“Definitely!” Hazel made a firm stand. “If Mike really praises you, I won’t just shave my head here and now; I’ll keep it bald for the rest of my life!”

“Very well.” Vivienne nodded. “Then let’s compete!”

She cut out an irregular step shape at the chest of the dress with her scissors, then sewed some cloth strips cut out from the butterfly she had torn off earlier, making a lapel design.

The dress had already been cut by Vivienne. It was too late for Helen to stop her now, so she just stood aside coldly, thinking about how she was going to explain to Mike later and put all the blame on Vivienne.

As she was pondering, she suddenly heard a wave of discussion from below the stage, pointing at Vivienne.

“This alteration actually looks really good.”

dress, but this

fiancée is quite

only see the back of Vivienne blocking the view of the

Helen to check it out, a man walked out from backstage

Helen hurriedly

models

your design.” Helen looked like she was about to cry. “It’s all

added fuel to the fire.

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your design to nothing and said that once you see

frowned, Like Helen, he could only see Vivienne’s

said that Vivienne’s back was beautiful. The soft blue light of the runway cast a mysterious veil. over her silhouette as her graceful shoulder blades gently undulated

an arrogant person who didn’t understand the concept of respecting other people’s work. Mike thought he would have

What a pity.

Butterfly‘

on the Dream Butterfly on Vivienne, revealing a trace of fanatical admiration. But

cold smile appeared on the corner

show was sure to ruin her reputation; even if she were Percival’s fiancée, it wouldn’t

seeing Mike’s livid face, also believed that Vivienne was in

to have their work

all her alterations. She moved slightly to the side, and the first thing Mike saw was

appeared much cleaner after the

neckline was trimmed into an asymmetrical small lapel

from being mundane to elegant and

in front of his eyes, and

unable to see anything

finished! My original design

whole venue fell silent for a