Chapter 887:

The person stumbled and fell to the ground in front of her.

It was Evita, struggling to push herself up while clutching her scraped arm.

She shot Madisyn a reproachful look and, in a pitiful tone, said, “Miss Johns, why didn’t you help me?”

“You nearly knocked me over, and you want me to help you? You’ve got some nerve!” Madisyn shot back, her words sharp as she brushed past Evita.

Evita watched as Madisyn and Andrew slipped into the car.

Her gaze remained fixed on the sleek luxury vehicle until it disappeared from view.

Only when the car was completely out of sight did Evita finally turn and make her way back inside the living room.

chatter of the guests filled the air, but someone quickly noticed the

garden and accidentally bumped into

some kind

room, being fashion designers themselves, eagerly sought to align with Evita, given her

you. She just sees you as competition, thinking everyone’s mad about Andrew. Andrew is unlucky to be stuck with such

a renowned designer who had studied abroad, had earned her spot in the salon because of

me,” Evita responded with

are so sophisticated. One day, Madisyn might even beg to buy the clothes you create!” Lina’s

smiled, saying

his troubled expression and

of Madisyn ever collaborating with Marcus seemed

head home,” Marcus

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