My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Chapter 707 No Regret in Loving You

Robin laughed, and so did Freddie, "Robin, you said that! If I win tonight, you'll call me Dad in front of everyone!"

Robin did not put Freddie in his eyes at all, "Don't say call me dad, if you win, let me even call you grandpa!"

"Good! We have a deal!"

After saying this, Freddie didn't bother to continue to talk to Robin, took the microphone handed to him by the host and walked up the catwalk to explain his design concept.

Robin was still smiling wantonly. In fact, Freddie had never hurt him.

On the contrary, Freddie has always treated him as a close friend and has given him his heart and soul, but because Freddie's design talent is so amazing, he just hates Freddie from the bottom of his heart.

He especially hates Freddie with a passion because no matter how hard he tries, he is unable to design eye-catching clothes, while Freddie's designs, however, can easily wow the public.

Robin also knows that jealousy is the devil and will devour one's conscience little by little.

But what to do? In this world, the winner is the king, and with Freddie pressing him, he will never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life, so he can only squeeze Freddie's talent to pave the way for himself.

And once Freddie is not available to him, he can only destroy him completely!

Robin narrowed his eyes maliciously as he stared expectantly at the entrance to the catwalk, waiting to see Kiki and Freya being laughed at by the world in clothes that 99 had bought online.

The smile on Robin's face never abated, but when Freya and Kiki walked onto the catwalk, he couldn't smile anymore.

He thought that the time he spent at the Court a few years ago was the peak of Freddie's talent; he did not expect that the current Freddie would be able to design even more stunning pieces than a few years ago.

say that all talents are exhausted, but

clothes that Freddie entered in the competition, hadn't they been

studio on earth, where did Freddie get the clothes to enter in such a short

embroidery techniques, could not be completed overnight, this

microphone, watching Freya and

Falling Rain.

of clothes is called

his thoughts can't help but

day of Lucy's funeral was a

that day, a light rain fell and he stood at her grave and sent

rain fell, wetting his cheeks and his vision, and by that time he could no longer tell, so

his faith, and when she

he designed for her, he will never put down the pen in his hand, and he will never let the needle in his

quite a coincidence tonight that the colours of Falling Rain and On the Water clash a

green, still has a vintage top and a

in a clean, pure white, with a smoky green sarong that covers and envelops

if, far from all the hustle

a semi-skeletal design and a large empty piece at

and the smoky lime is a somewhat cooler shade, not in

a tear of blood, and for whom he

a daze, his eyes couldn't control the trance, he also couldn't help but remember that the day of Lucy's funeral was a drizzly

left, he hugged Lucy's tombstone tightly, and

moment when the corners of his eyes were a little

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