Chapter 103
In the blink of an eye, the day of the fashion design competition arrived. It happened to be a weekend, and Flora, Dane, and others. came to cheer Kaylee on.
Kaylee was so nervous she could barely breathe.
Since Kaylee was a contestant, Flora and the others didn’t have to queue. They entered the venue through a special entrance.
Kaylee was nearly trembling with nerves, so Flora patted her on the shoulder. “Just do your best. The outfit you’ve designed is really good.”
“Flera, thank you.” Kaylee’s voice was choked with emotion. She really didn’t know much, if anything at all.
Over the past month, Flora had helped her immensely. Kayless had nothing but her passion, she was practically a greenhom.
Flora handled everything for her, from contacting manufacturers to negotiating fabric choices. Without Flora, producing a physical garment would have been impossible. She might’ve still been stuck with just a design sketch.
Elsewhere, Eden was introducing Yvonne to a titan of the fashion world. “Yvonne, this is Mr. Holt. Mr. Holt, this is my protégé, Yvonne.”
Standing opposite Eden was a middle–aged man in his fifties wearing glasses. His name was Holt, and he was one of the judges for the competition. He was a highly influential figure in the fashion design world. His opinion could make or break careers.
After the introduction, Eden gave Yvonne a look, and she immediately knew what to do.
She eagerly said, “Mr. Holt, it’s an honor to meet you! I’ve heard so much about you. I’ve seen many of your competitions, and I absolutely adore your design style. It’s a dream come true to meet you in person!”
Yvonne’s name was well–known in the fashion design circles. Mr. Holt had heard of her as well.
Her talent was undeniable, and with Eden’s support, she quickly became a rising star in fashion design.
Mr. Holt, always keen to support talented individuals, was noticeably warmer in his demeanor towards her. “Haha, do your best in the competition. I’m looking forward to seeing your work.”
“Thank you, Mr. Holt! I’ll do my best!”
Mr. Holt smiled kindly
Suddenly, Eden spotted a man emerging from a side door of the stage arid quickly pulled Yvonne over,
“Mr. Howell!
Howell gave him a brief glance and nodded. “Mr. Eden.”
Yvonne’s heart raced upon seeing Howell. She had only seen Howell in magazines before!
Howell was the lead designer of Rose’s design team and a direct disciple of Rose. If he was here, could Rose be here as well?
The thought of meeting her idol made Yvonne’s heart nearly leap out of her chest. She greeted him nervously, “Mr. Howell, it’s an honor, I’m Yvonne! I’m a huge fan of your work! I’ve got a collection of every one of your designs at home!”
Howell acknowledged her with a brief greeting. Just then, his assistant called him over, and he had to leave.
Eden told Yvonne, “Alright, it’s getting almost time. You better head backstage and get ready.
“Okay!”
As Yvonne was about to head backstage, she suddenly heard a voice. “Flora, what should I do? I’m still so nervous!”
Hearing the name “Flora, Yvonne instinctively looked toward the source of the voice and saw Flora with Kaylee and their group.
Yvonne’s arm still throbbed, a reminder of the humiliation she faced at the horse track.
Her gaze shifted from Flora to Kaylee, noticing the contestant badge on Kaylee’s waist, and her eyes darkened.
A few seconds later, she strode into the backstage area.
