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!”

breathed deeply. “Why did you waste money on the ads then?” What the heck?

He paused. “I didn’t know how

blocked all 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, “We’re running a business for profits. There’s

vague smile at her, giving her an obedient response,

speechless and confused by what he

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

and

getting prepared for the opening. When they saw Olivia looking like a family with Eugene

smiled at them. “Is everyone ready? It

at

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

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

There were too many of the flower baskets that the five of them had to spend ten

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