Chapter 172

Olivia was stunned by the outlandish display. The first thing that flashed across her mind was the amount needed to place the ads. Because she would only be running a small studio, so she wondered if her profits could cover the expenses.

Not only that, she was annoyed at the idiot who splurged on the ads, fearing that he or she would come asking for advertising costs.

At that moment, the idiot in front of her opened his mouth, saying, “Looks like the studio’s items are going to sell out soon!”

Upon hearing that, she seemed to have guessed the identity of the troublemaker. “Eugene, is this all your doing?”

“What?”

“The ads?”

Eugene responded, “Yeah, why? Do you like it? If not, I can get the supplier to change it.”

Olivia sweated in frustration. It’s him indeed! She was at a loss for words out of rage. “Y-You! Were you worried that my clothes wouldn’t sell?”

“Of course not! You’re the world-renowned fashion designer, Angel!”

did you waste money on the ads then?” What the heck? How does he expect me to

“I didn’t know how else to help

not bring herself to reprimand him. In the end, she said dryly, “We’re running a business for profits. There’s no need

from the rear-view mirror and flashed a vague smile at her, giving her an obedient response,

speechless and confused by what he planned to

right now. I’m making it clear that I won’t

no need to pay back.

and she thought his explanation

there, getting prepared for the opening. When they saw Olivia looking like a family with Eugene and North, they smiled and greeted, “Miss

“Is everyone

employees replied at the same time, “We’re

Olivia, I saw the ads for our studio. They’re so cool,” Sophia giggled and praised, to which Olivia replied with an awkward smile

were pouring in. Brian was the

the flower baskets into the studio. There were too many of the flower baskets that the five of

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