Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Riley broke out in a cold sweat when she saw what was happening.

She stopped replying to Sabrina's texts and instead directed her attention to the bridge.

As expected, Vivian opened the show with a bang. The foreign models who awaited their turn to go on stage wore sour expressions on their faces.

They whined among themselves. “What's happening? Didn't they say this was a tourist destination too small for a proper fashion show?”

One of the staff from Hawen complained furiously, “Exactly! That's the only reason I asked to come here. Why did it suddenly become a professional show? Who the heck is that girl? She even knows what to do on a fashion runway.”

At first sight, the mysterious models on the bridge appeared to be tribe members that Vivian had haphazardly pulled out of the crowd.

However, anyone experienced in the industry knew that it was all part of a deliberate runway design. Only a true expert in fashion design could devise the setting for today's show.

Indeed, the success of a fashion show relied on more than the featured lines of clothing. Runway design and environment played equally vital roles in creating a successful show. If all these factors aligned beautifully, a masterpiece would be born.

Although the foreign models had received professional training before arriving in Elysium, they did not treat the fashion show seriously after hearing that it was merely a tourist spot.

Thus, Vivian's Easter egg in the second half of the show both amazed and enraged the models.

despite their disgruntlement, they had no choice but to

audience oohed and aahed over the foreigners earlier, few spared them a glance during the second

reporters looked

fumed at the

the stage by then. She knew her plan was a success judging by the audience's enthusiasm and delight. All that was left was to share the good

woman dashed into the

you doing? Who gave you the right to parade before so many people? The audacity! Did

twisted into

received the honor of serving their prince as an attendant, and she could very well be

Lucy, w-we didn't

she c-could help us sell our fabrics and silver jewelry.... We wanted t-to

stammered through

mother and son whom Vivian had found earlier

daggers at Vivian. Her gaze simmered with rage and hatred, and the latter was at a loss for what

her into this? We used to be such great friends. She helped us countless times upon our

as she appraised the young woman who was once her

Princess of the Jadesons always interfering with the ways of the Elysium tribe? What are you planning?