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!”

waste money on the ads then?” What the heck? How does he

paused. “I didn’t know how else to

her impending barrage of indignant scolding. She kept everything to herself as she could not bring herself to reprimand him. In the end, she said dryly,

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

by what he planned

right now.

“There’s no need to pay back. After all, I’m one of the shareholders, so it’s fine for me

remark got her again, and she

saw Olivia looking like a family with Eugene and North, they smiled

smiled at them. “Is everyone ready? It might be

replied at the

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

more and more guests were pouring in. Brian was the first to arrive, followed by a few cars that

were too many of the flower baskets that the five

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