The Million-Dollar Heart

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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 modification makes

fiancée is quite

standing with Helen. she could only see the back of Vivienne blocking the

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

hurriedly

happening? Why aren’t the models

to change your design.” Helen looked like she was about to cry.

fault.” Hazel also came over and added fuel to the fire. “It’s all because

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nothing and said that once you see her alterations, you will only praise her and not

frowned, Like Helen, he could only see Vivienne’s back and not the current state of the

back was beautiful. The soft blue light of the runway cast a mysterious veil. over her silhouette as her graceful shoulder blades gently undulated with the movements

concept of respecting other people’s work. Mike thought he would have asked her to be the model

What a pity.

Butterfly‘ dress she was wearing were

Vivienne, revealing a trace of fanatical admiration. But he felt it was a real waste for a person like that to wear

seeing Mike’s angry expression, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Hazel’s mouth. She was sure

another designer’s show was sure to ruin her reputation;

crowd below the stage, seeing Mike’s livid face,

intolerable to have their work publicly criticized and altered

could reach Vivienne, she had finished all her alterations. She moved slightly to

cleaner after the complicated design

trimmed into an asymmetrical small lapel design with a V–shaped opening in the

being mundane

a spark in front of his

the dress, unable to see anything else,

finished! My original design was

silent for a moment; even the runway