Chapter 1007

He could tell Flora was fuming. He turned to Lydia, eyes cold as ice. "Miss, you need to leave Rose's Studio immediately. From this moment on, you're banned. And forget about entering any fashion design competitions we sponsor."

"Mr. Howell!" Lydia's voice shook with panic.

"Get her out of here!" Howell cut her off, too busy worrying about calming Flora.

"Not just her," said Flora, her voice calm as she glanced at the two who'd backed Lydia earlier. They froze, fear etched on their faces.

"They bad-mouthed me too."

"Escort them out as well," Howell ordered the security team without hesitation.

"Mr. Howell, we messed up! We didn't mean it! Miss, please, forgive us!" The two women were pale, practically pleading. Crossing Rose's Studio meant their careers were toast.

They'd underestimated Flora, thinking she was a nobody. Who knew she had Howell on her side?

only said one thing about you!

the women were frantic, terrified of being blackballed from all Rose's Studio events. That would be the end of the

to beg, but her eyes were full of venom as she glared at

might be over the top. But then again, Lydia and her pals

her a bully? Fine by her. You can't insult someone in their own

be

Lydia a pass at

Blake's sister, and badn't booted

you Flora's gaze moved over them, settling on Lydia. "How many of your designs are actually original? Hiring ghostwriters, copying, plagiarizing-what makes you

Won

turned ghostly pale, lips

did she find out? They thought they'd

were persona non grata at Rose's Studio. Lydia

l.ne

well enough, letting those kinds

to

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