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Jessie had opted for bright-colored fabrics — the type of fabric that was the least chosen by designers. No doubt
the fabrics were appealing with striking colors, yet the design really mattered. With an outdated design, the outfits
made of bright-colored fabrics would turn out to be failures. As a result, the stylish and classy images of models in
those outfits would be tarnished as well. Thus, most designers avoided choosing bright-colored fabrics during
competitions. To Natalie's surprise, Jessie did not opt for any other type of fabric other than the bright-colored ones.
Huh! She's highly confident in her design!
“Ms. Smith, thanks for your compliment. I'd better don't interrupt you anymore. Besides, I have to start sewing my
outfit as well.” Jessie nodded slightly at her and walked away.
Natalie shifted her gaze away from her after a while and continued to focus on her tasks.
The woman managed to get her outfit sewn two hours later. She brought along the outfit backstage to get Sally
prepared for the runway session. However, there was no sign of the model there.
“Where is she?” Natalie mumbled in bewilderment and grabbed one of the models' arms. “Excuse me, have you
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtseen my model?” she asked anxiously.
The model happened to know Natalie, so she was aware that Sally was her model. After all, Sally had basked in the
limelight lately. Many from the fashion industry thought highly of her and predicted that she would emerge as one
of the most successful models in the near future. Thus, the other models also tended to establish a good
relationship with her.
The model shook her head and replied to Natalie at once. “She stepped out after answering a call three hours ago.
Since then, she hasn't come back yet.”
Three hours ago? Natalie twitched her lips. That should match the timing when I was locked in the toilet and gave
her a call! So, she didn't come back after that? Could it be she's still looking for people to identify the fingerprints on
the broom?
Natalie put down her clothes and whipped out her cell phone to give Sally a call. The call went through, yet nobody
answered it.
Natalie's heart sank. What's the matter? Is her cell phone on silent mode, or has she left it somewhere? Gosh, I
hope nothing bad happened to her!
No matter what it was, Natalie was under extreme circumstances.
She glanced at her watch and muttered to herself, “It's ten minutes to four now. The fashion show will start exactly
one hour later! I wonder if she will be back in time.”
Natalie rubbed her head in frustration and slumped on the chair in weariness. She tried to calm herself down by
thinking positively. I should wait a little longer. What if she is on the way back at the moment?
After waiting patiently for about half an hour, the other designers brought their outfits backstage one by one.
Models started to get changed and have their makeup done. Even so, Sally was still nowhere to be seen.
Natalie was growing restless. She stood up and could barely wait any longer.
When she was about to step out to look for Sally, Jessie's voice sounded from behind. “Ms. Smith, where is your
model?” There was even a sense of bafflement in her tone.
Natalie froze in her steps and turned to look at Jessie.
The latter blinked her eyes and continued to ask as she looked around. “If I'm not wrong, you finished sewing your
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmoutfit long ago. Why is it still there? Where is Sally?”
Natalie pursed her lips and answered impatiently, “Yeah, that's why I'm thinking of stepping out to look for her.”
“Look for her?” Jessie was stupefied and gasped, “Ms. Smith, does it mean to say that you are also clueless of
where your model is now?”
“Sort of,” Natalie replied indifferently and took the outfit before she left the dressing room.
She did not dare to take the risk of leaving it in the dressing room. If anyone takes the opportunity to destroy it,
everything will turn upside down!
Jessie continued to gaze at Natalie till her figure was finally out of sight. She stroked her chin as her mind drifted
into contemplation.
Two seconds later, she whipped out her cell phone and made a call. “Sally Oswald is not back till now. Did you do
anything?”
A woman's voice could be heard from the other side of the line, “Yes. I bumped into her outside the security room
when I was trying to destroy the security footage near the restroom. She was there for the security footage as well.
Therefore, I struck her on the head and knocked her unconscious. I'm not sure if she has awoken.”
Jessie's lips lifted into a sly smile. “She's still not back till now. I guess she hasn't come to herself yet. Well done! As
long as Natalie is unable to look for Sally, she will be disqualified.”
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