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

do then? Evidently, the workmanship and designs for our costumes featured in this fashion show are way too inferior compared to the ones

eyes locked on a mother who was carrying her son in a basket on her back. Their

Is that...

she saw the limited accessories

staring at?” Riley

are here in their tribal costumes. Try to get those with more accessories. Then do your best to stall

Elysians?

slightly upon

still upset over a man from the tribe a few days back. Why

she eventually did

the venue to cover the event. Suddenly, the organizer

tuned for an exciting second half after

displeased with the abrupt break, the announcement triggered their curiosity once again. Instead of leaving, the number of spectators

show, Riley ran to find

their temporary base. Bewildered to see Vivian standing

have sold hand woven fabric, silver ornaments, and these embroideries in your hands.

selling our goods here every day. How could they barge into our turf and