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.”

same dress, but this modification

fiancée

also darkened slightly, but from her angle, where she was standing with Helen. she could only see the back of Vivienne blocking the view of the dress. She

she was about to pull Helen to check it out, a man walked out from backstage with a

Helen hurriedly greeted

Why aren’t the models continuing

audaciously destroyed your dress on the spot, claiming she wanted to change your design.” Helen looked like she was about to cry. “It’s all my fault for not stopping her and for

came over and added fuel to the fire. “It’s all because of

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to nothing and said that once you see her alterations, you will

he could only see Vivienne’s back and

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

she weren’t such an arrogant person who didn’t understand the concept of respecting other people’s work. Mike thought he would have asked her to be the model for

What a pity.

‘Dream Butterfly‘ dress she was wearing were

of fanatical admiration. But he felt it was a real waste for a person like that to wear this

smile appeared on the corner of Hazel’s mouth. She was sure she had

ruin her reputation; even if she were Percival’s

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

all, any designer would find it intolerable to have their work publicly criticized and altered

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

cake–like skirt appeared much cleaner after

to the waist, and the strapless neckline was trimmed into an asymmetrical small lapel

went from being

of his eyes, and he was

unable to see

off after the dress was finished! My original design was really crap! This is what a true haute couture gown should be

for a moment; even the