Chapter 242 Mannequin

Christina halted her task and stretched her body. Anyone would feel tired after sitting for the entire day.

Then she thought about finishing a meal quickly before returning to work.

When everyone went downstairs, they realized their male models were sitting in the dining hall.

The director was standing in the middle of the hall with a smile. “In order to better facilitate your inspiration. I invited everyone’s model here. After sharing dinner together, you all are free to do anything you want in the mansion.”

The designers thought the director was doing that for the show,

They didn’t seem to care much because they had gotten used to the director’s antics.

Only the designers who graduated from prestigious schools were more particular about how they appeared on camera. Thus, every time they showed up, they were seen dressed fabulously.

Christina was so hungry that she could only think about food.

The director requested the designers to sit next to their male models to encourage them to interact more.

Promptly, Christina headed to her designated spot next to Francis.

Even though he was merely sitting quietly, it was enough to draw many people’s attention, especially because he was very well-dressed.

Only the bottom three buttons on his white shirt were fastened, so the upper half was left open. As a result, everyone could see his fair, muscular chest. Furthermore, he had a velvet blazer as well as a rose necklace on his slender neck.

When all that paired with his cold yet elegant countenance, he looked like a demon who walked straight out of a fairy tale.

It seems it’s not an exaggeration for the internet to call him

backward and lifted his eyebrow, “If

As Christina sat, she shifted her

for dinner by the production crew for the sake of filming.

designers sat down, they would bashfully chat with the male models first or take small bites of pastry to maintain their

The nearby cameraman filmed her ravenously eating the drumstick in her

her stand out, though Francis was unfazed by her actions. Those

eating so quickly that she accidentally

possible because many tasks were still waiting for her, even though the deadline was in two days.

her worries as she ate, which was why she choked.

gently patted her back. “No one’s fighting with you for food. Just cat slowly. You look like you’ve been abused here.” Since the moment she sat down, the only thing she cared about was the food. She didn’t even pay attention to me, a superstar, as though my handsome face wasn’t as alluring as the plate of pasta placed before her. I have to admit that

that I’m starving.” Christina pouted. “You should eat too. Later. I want you to try out the shirt so I don’t need to modify

wiped the oil stain on the

dodged backward. Using tissue paper, she wiped her mouth. “I can do it myself.”

witnessed that scene. I’m Francis’ fan! I’ve loved him for five years. Why is Christina so

her heart as a

away from Christina, the

dinner, Christina brought Francis

him the outfit she had designed.

the black

light to illuminate his impressive muscles. His body emitted the fragrance of Clive Christian’s 1872 cologne. The sandalwood aroma blended with his body’s scent, and made him smell

because she was focused on her food. However, she could no longer pretend she saw nothing after he removed his shirt

view away from him, pretending to look for a needle.

sleeve cuffs are a bit too wide, but everything

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