Chapter 883:
With Evita and Marcus’s support, their clothing line would soon reign supreme as the epitome of luxury in Lorpond, freeing her from the unpredictable chaos of the entertainment world.
Tatiana, aware that Evita would be attending the salon for fashion designers tonight, handed her a generous sum of money, instructing her to spare no expense in dressing herself to perfection.
As night fell, the garden of a grand mansion in the heart of the bustling city sparkled under the glow of countless lights.
The fashion designer salon was set to take place today, and the venue buzzed with quiet anticipation.
Andrew personally escorted Madisyn to the location.
The venue for the salon was a luxurious mansion owned by him. True to its reputation, the estate was nestled in a breathtakingly scenic environment, making it a sought-after location for many events. However, he only leased it to Marcus.
Madisyn had dressed up for the occasion. She wore a gray and white cashmere coat over a light blue shirt and white trousers. The combination of gray, white, and light blue was visually striking, exuding an air of elegance and sophistication.
Her beautiful, delicate face, enhanced by light makeup, was captivating—comparable to famous actresses in the entertainment industry, radiating poise and grace.
Everyone couldn’t take their eyes off her.
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Andrew stared at her, clearly in awe. “Honey, you look stunning today.”noveldrama
Madisyn smiled sweetly, her eyes sparkling with warmth.
“Thank you for the compliment. I’m heading in now.” She gave him a playful wink before turning around and entering the mansion.
Madisyn moved gracefully through the elegantly decorated hall, her eyes scanning the area briefly. She knew Marcus was already upstairs—after all, they had agreed to meet here today.
Sure enough, as she entered the room, Marcus was there. The moment he saw her, he asked, “Are you Sierra’s assistant? Has she arrived?”
“I am not Sierra’s assistant. I am Sierra,” Madisyn replied, sitting gracefully across from Marcus, who looked at her, surprise written all over his face.
He never imagined that the world-famous Sierra was a woman in her twenties. She was so young, yet she had already achieved so much.
“Sierra… I am so sorry for failing to recognize you. I just didn’t expect you to be so young. Indeed, you are a prodigy.”
Marcus couldn’t hide his astonishment.
Madisyn smiled slightly, took out her phone, and showed Marcus the email his assistant had sent her. This was enough to dispel any doubts he had.
He poured her some coffee and said, “I’ve heard of you for a long time and studied every one of your designs. I must say, I admire them greatly. They have a unique blend of traditional and modern styles.”
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