The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

After completing the joint project with the Perkins Group, Janet finally ended her hectic schedule that had been going on for the past two weeks.

The designers gathered early one morning to discuss their prospective portfolios for this season’s autumn and winter series.

Without warning, Tiffany pushed through the glass door and strode in, her high heels clacking against the tiled floor. “All right, everyone,” she said, clapping her hands to get their full attention. “We are going to launch a high-end series of early spring styles. Brace yourselves because we are going to the Spring Fashion Week in Seacisco! Now, get moving and squeeze your creative juices! I want to see your designs piled up on my desk by the end of the week.”

A wave of excitement came over everyone, and they burst into action.

The Fashion Weeks in Seacisco were decidedly a big deal in the industry. Designers needed to adhere to very strict qualifications for a chance to showcase their talents. On top of that, the slots were limited, so they had to make sure that their portfolios stood out even during the screening procedure.

we will definitely qualify this time

in the event.” She sighed before nudging Janet’s shoulder. “I don’t

her head sheepishly. “Thank you, but I suppose there’s nothing we can

over at that moment and gave Janet a big smile. “That’s not exactly true. You’re perfectly qualified to

you down.” She glanced at Gerda, who was also grinning

heel, and left the room with

Gerda gushed. “You are so going to defeat all the

senior designers