Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 947:

Yet, Evita had made repeated attempts to work with him, and for someone who had saved his life, Marcus made an exception to speak up for her.

“Mr. Calderon, since they’ve acknowledged their mistake, let’s put this behind us. As the organizer of this banquet, I hope you all can let go of any grudges and not let this affect your mood.”

Hearing Marcus’s words, Luka and his companions exchanged glances before picking up the last three glasses from the waiter. As Luka lifted his glass, Evita’s eyes gleamed, and a smile of gratitude curled her lips. She raised her own glass, finishing her drink with a quiet satisfaction.

As the group departed, the other designers also mingled, glasses in hand. Perhaps due to the excitement, Luka felt the alcohol start to take hold. Though he could usually handle his drinks, tonight, two glasses left him feeling a surprising warmth spread through him.

“Online, but seeing the finished pieces in person, I find they’re even more stunning and full of life. Mr. Calderon, you’ve led Timeless Elegance to create such remarkable garments, and we, as fellow designers, would like to raise a toast to your success!”

faces wearing apologetic smiles, all eyes on Luka and his companions. Their shift in attitude was

to be easily manipulated, and he hesitated to lift

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is the designer I respect the most and my role model. Mr. Calderon, being appreciated by someone I admire, you are also a role model for me, someone I should respect. I hope you can overlook my mistake.” Evita’s sincerity outshone the others, her words thoughtful and full of grace.

to collaborate with Timeless Elegance. Yet, Evita had made repeated attempts to work with him, and for someone who had saved his life, Marcus made an exception

Calderon, since they’ve acknowledged their mistake, let’s put this behind us. As the organizer of this banquet, I hope you all can

Marcus’s words, Luka and his companions exchanged glances before picking up the last three glasses from the waiter. As Luka lifted his glass, Evita’s eyes gleamed, and a smile of gratitude curled her lips. She raised her own glass, finishing her drink with quiet