Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Lianne, Kevin, and I walked side by side.

"This is amazing! We did it! It feels like a dream," Lianne exclaimed. She waved her arms in excitement.

"Yeah, this is unbelievable! The judges recognized our work, and we even won the Best Creativity Award!" I laughed. I was overwhelmed with joy.

However, Kevin's reaction seemed a bit off. He appeared distracted. He was glancing around and slowing his pace.

"Kevin, what's wrong? Are you feeling okay?" I asked. My voice was filled with concern.

He paused for a moment before shaking his head and forcing a smile. "I'm fine. I think I'm just still coming down from the stress of the competition. By the way, Eve..." Kevin hesitated. His face turned a little red.

"Hmm? What is it?" I tilted my head. I was curious about what he was about to say. "Are you going to reveal your little secret with Lianne? Hehe!"

"Actually, what I've been meaning to say is... you... you're even more..."

a rapid sound of footsteps suddenly interrupted Kevin's words. We quickly turned and saw a group of people walking toward us. Carlos was

father was a well-known fashion mogul

He was used to using money and power to suppress others. His understanding of design was

Carlos said. A sarcastic smile curled at the corner

want?" I stood tall.

I want? I just came to congratulate you on using your little tricks and shortcuts to win over

The bodyguards behind him tightened the circle

sensed the danger and instinctively stepped in front of me.

sore loser? Kevin, you think too highly of

do you really think you can make it in the fashion industry with a few so-called 'creative ideas'? You're

roughly grabbed my chin, forcing me to meet

you the true luxury and power of fashion.

my strength. My contempt for him grew by