The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 169

The moment Vivienne spoke, a hush fell over the bleachers. Everyone who heard her turned to look in her direction.

What did Vivienne just say?

Hazel almost thought she had misheard. Before she could utter a mocking retort, Helen abruptly stood up, her icy gaze fixed on Vivienne. “What did you just say?”

“I said, ‘Beyond is as wrong as falling short.” Vivienne’s long eyelashes fluttered slightly as she met Helen’s gaze and repeated her words calmly.

“What gives you, a country bumpkin, the right to judge Mike’s designs like that?” Helen’s face was a picture of outrage.

When her family, the Edwards family, initially vied for the agency rights to Mr. Mike’s brand, it was partly due to the potential profit but also because Helen was a big fan and had highly recommended it.

Helen had always been a devoted fan of Mike. She never missed a show and had collected every piece he had ever designed. In her eyes, aside from the elusive Master Charles, Mr. Mike was the most gifted fashion designer in recent years.

She was now preparing for her college entrance exams and had no plans to attend a local university. Instead, she was aiming to study abroad at Mike’s alma mater, the prestigious King’s Design Academy in Veloria.

Her dream was to become a fashion designer like Charles and Mike.

She had refrained from clashing with Vivienne due to the presence of Percival and Cecilia, not wanting to offend the Ellington family. However, hearing Vivienne belittle her idol’s designs was something she could

not tolerate.

“Have a problem?” Vivienne had the model on stage, dressed in a gown with a gradient color scheme, stop. She pointed at the large bow on her shoulder and waist and asked, “The dress already has a complex color scheme, and the hem has a complicated cake–like design. Wouldn’t it be better if the upper half was simple? Isn’t adding two large bows overdoing it?”

“What do you know?!” Helen, after seeing Mike’s design belittled by Vivienne, retorted angrily. “This is called vintage. Do you understand?”

Vivienne is right. The design is too complicated. There are too many highlights

with her just because she’s Percival’s fiancée and you’re trying to curry

like you, who is willing to befriend

of nowhere?!” Arabella’s eyes turned red at the blink of an eye. Her wronged expression made

bad, why don’t you try designing clothes? Why don’t you become designers? My

directly. But she wasn’t afraid of Charlotte.

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Let’s see if it’s better than

silent immediately. She couldn’t design clothes, and even if she could, she wouldn’t

her a pair of scissors and a sewing

Helen exclaimed in shock, reaching out to pull Vivienne away. “Get down from there! How

large bow on the model’s

Helen screamed in fury. “How could

and yelled, “Are you insane? Why are you

woman, didn’t understand English and could only stare at Helen

didn’t understand the language, she shouldn’t have let someone damage the dress she was wearing. Yet she

the crowd was growing as more people were drawn by Helen’s screams. Everyone looked at Vivienne with furrowed brows. Regardless of the circumstances, altering someone else’s design

to the designer.

eyes, Vivienne’s actions

and Cecilia’s presence, none of

“What’s going on?”

kindly but somewhat weathered voice sounded from

see the crowd parting to make way for Ashley and Ronald, who were accompanying Judith. Scott and Melissa followed close behind, with Beatrice and her two sons trailing

immediately clung to her arm. Her voice was tinged with panic. “You have

be a designer, but he was a valued guest they had gone to

when her gaze landed on the girl wielding

It was her!