Spoiled by the Silver Fox

Sebastian couldn't care less about those things.

He just felt a little sympathetic for the girl running around, excited like an innocent little bunny, in front of him. She should've had these things since she was born, but was only seeing them for the first time now. "Sir, everyone has already been invited!" Suddenly, Martin walked up to Sebastian from the castle's main entrance.

Sebastian nodded and yelled upstairs, "Stephanie...come down."

Stephanie was still upstairs checking out the rooms, thinking about which one her mother would stay in, which one she would stay in, and which ones Gillian and Maddie would stay in when they came to visit. She also wanted to pick a room for her teacher and Emily, so they could move in and stay frequently.

Hearing Sebastian's call, she hurriedly answered, "Okay... I'll be right down."

Martin, with a smiling face, watched Stephanie bounce down the stairs. She was as happy as a child. It felt like she was already spoiled by the president into a dummy... "Martin, you're here too!"

Martin laughed and said, "Not just me... I brought others."

"Ah? We just bought this castle, and there are guests coming to visit?"

Martin exclaimed in surprise, "Sir, you didn't tell Ms. Bishop?"

Sebastian said indifferently, "It's not too late now... Steph... come here."

Stephanie obediently walked over to him, listening to Sebastian say, "Let them in."

several unfamiliar faces walked in from the door.

to Sebastian,

"Let me introduce you,

quickly greeted

looked at

bet

chief designers of internationally renowned brands... From now on, every season of the year, they will design your clothes. Each of them has a

"Today they're here to meet you and after seeing you in person they can have design inspiration and

moment, Stephanie was

BUMS

Not only did she move into a castle, she could actually live a

treated her so

a good figure... I suddenly got several design inspirations

too! Ms. Bishop, we promise the clothes we design

pastoral-style clothing that suits the ancient castle style. I think

you have any requirements for the

dreaming. She pinched herself, thinking she wouldn't feel the pain. But...

asked, "What's wrong? Why are you