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.

her into a state of anxiety since it was something that her father used to

show

son in a basket on her back. Their blue attires were

Is that...

with excitement especially after she saw the limited accessories on the mother and son. She could feel herself gasping for

What are you staring at?”

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

Elysians?

expression changed slightly upon

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

she eventually did

more journalists rushing to the venue to cover the event. Suddenly, the organizer announced the first

been an hour since the show started. Stay tuned for an exciting second half after a

though the crowd was displeased with the abrupt break, the announcement triggered their curiosity once again.

the show, Riley

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

for our business, our livelihood. You could have sold hand woven fabric,

in rage and started questioning, “Why? We have been selling our goods here every day. How could they barge into our turf and rob