The Love that Never Really Dies (Sasha and Sebastian)

Riley was stunned momentarily.

How could it be? Did the Cultural Affairs Bureau know anything about this? How could they bring those guests here without much preparation for such an important event? Are any of those women on the bridge professional models? Has anyone vetted those attires carefully before the fashion show? This is not a game!

Riley was beyond enraged.

“Ms. Cooper, what's going on?”

Vivian had sensed her anger. She immediately stopped drawing, concerned.

Riley could not suppress her fury as she glared murderously at the foreign models on the bridge. “These people came here deliberately to embarrass us. They are using their designs to vie for our trade orders.”

“Huh?” Vivian was dumbfounded upon hearing that.

Is that real? No wonder all the foreign costumes look so outstanding and exquisite. On the other hand, our local costumes and banieres seemed ordinary and unprofessional.

She panicked. “What should we do then? So many overseas delegates are here. The trade order must be huge.”

Riley nodded. “Indeed. According to Edmund, our local economy has dropped tremendously in your father's absence over the past three years. The country needs money now.”

Vivian was rendered speechless.

the revelation sent her into a state of anxiety since it was something that

costumes featured in this fashion show are

on a mother who was carrying her son in a basket on her

Is that...

time, overwhelmed with excitement especially after she saw the limited accessories on the mother and son. She could feel herself gasping for breath as an idea crossed

What are you staring at?” Riley asked

Elysians who are here in their tribal costumes. Try to get those with more accessories. Then do your best to stall the show and buy me some time.” Vivian

Elysians?

expression changed slightly upon hearing her

man from the tribe a

she eventually did

reach its climax with more and more journalists rushing to the venue to cover the event.

an exciting second half after a short break.” The

crowd was displeased with the abrupt break, the announcement triggered

stalling the show,

more than a dozen Elysians had already gathered at their temporary base. Bewildered to see Vivian standing in front of them, she eyed the

compete for our business, our livelihood. You could have sold hand woven fabric, silver ornaments, and these embroideries in your hands.

in rage and started questioning, “Why? We have been selling