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Evita kept nodding while listening. Then, she asked, “Do you think it’s because the clothes from Timeless Elegance are of poor quality, or is it something else?”
Lila had tried on Timeless Elegance’s clothes today, and even a seasoned model like her was impressed. She could say that Timeless Elegance’s clothes were truly worth the money. The value of the clothes themselves far exceeded the price tag.
Thinking of the scene she saw in the changing room, she was about to tell Evita about it. But when she raised her eyes and looked at Evita, she caught a glimpse of the probing look in Evita’s eyes, which instantly disappointed her.
Lila stopped herself from speaking, and her gaze shifted to the distance as a realization struck her. Could it be that Evita had come to visit her today only for that matter?
Evita was so eager to hear Lila’s response that she grew impatient when Lila suddenly stopped talking. “What’s wrong? Go on,” she urged.
Lila’s silence stretched for a moment as she studied Evita’s reaction, which confirmed her suspicions. Evita had come to see her because of the trouble surrounding Timeless Elegance. Lila felt a little disappointed that Evita hadn’t come to apologize and reconcile with her but had come for something else entirely.
Lila remembered that in the past, whenever they met for a meal, Evita always had an agenda. It turned out this time was no different.
With this realization, Lila looked at Evita, forcing a smile. She said softly, “I don’t know. Maybe it was just an accident.”
When Evita heard Lila’s answer, she believed Lila hadn’t seen Frieda tampering with the clothes. She never thought Lila would deceive her, so she stood up from the sofa and said, “Alright, then. Since the shoot was interrupted, continue with your workout. I have other things to attend to, so I’ll leave now.”
After saying this, Evita walked out the door, not even asking about Lila’s sprained ankle again.
Lila lowered her head, her gaze fixed on her ankle. Though the injury wasn’t severe and most of the swelling had gone down, a sharp, persistent pain still lingered.
The assistant handed over a bottle of ointment meant for bruises, and Lila, without hesitation, applied it herself before resuming her training.
It wasn’t long before the door creaked open, and another person stepped inside with a purposeful stride. The moment Lila’s eyes landed on Isabella, she instantly grasped the reason behind her visit.
Pausing mid-motion, Lila let out a soft chuckle. “Miss Patton, I’m just a model trying to work peacefully. If this is about something unrelated to work, I don’t see why your personal visit is necessary.”
Isabella arched an eyebrow, quickly discerning that, regardless of what Lila might know, she had no intention of getting involved. It was an unmistakably firm refusal.
Isabella lingered, her gaze steady. “I want to know—did someone put this idea in your head? When I got out of the car, I saw Evita. I know you two are friends, but if this is because of her influence…”
“Miss Patton,” Lila cut in smoothly, her tone calm but firm, “Evita and I are merely acquaintances. I’m just a nobody who wants to steer clear of any unnecessary drama.”
Lila’s words were pointed and left little room for misinterpretation. She fully expected Isabella to take the hint and walk away, but instead, Isabella stayed rooted, undeterred.
“I heard what you said, but I still want to talk to you.” Isabella scanned the training room, her eyes taking in the worn-out equipment, a clear sign of its constant use.
Considering Lila’s reputation in the modeling industry, Isabella could easily see the dedication and hard work she put into her craft.
Isabella said, her tone measured, “It’s obvious you’re both talented and hardworking. But sometimes, reaching greater heights in this industry isn’t just about skill—it’s about seizing the right opportunities. You’ve probably heard that Marcus is in Lorpond. To be frank, Timeless Elegance has already secured a collaboration with him. If you’re willing to defend Timeless Elegance’s reputation this time, I can guarantee you a spot in the show.”
As Isabella finished speaking, Lila’s expression flickered. Everyone in the industry knew who Marcus was. An opportunity like this wasn’t something to dismiss lightly.
Isabella caught the change in Lila’s demeanor and smiled softly. “Think it over. I’ll be expecting your answer tonight.”
Once Isabella left, Lila sank into a chair, her thoughts swirling. After a moment of quiet reflection, her expression finally softened.
Isabella drove back to her parents’ villa. As soon as she stepped into the living room, she was met with the sight of Glenn and Elaine sitting on the sofa, their faces etched with worry.
“Mom, Dad, I’m back.”
“Isabella, what happened?” Elaine quickly reached for Isabella’s hand, her eyes full of concern as she anxiously awaited an explanation.
Isabella quickly recounted the details of the shooting incident. When she mentioned Frieda’s intentional sabotage, Elaine’s brows furrowed in disapproval, while Glenn’s voice rang out.
“How dare that model challenge us! I’ll call Dane immediately. Does she seriously think the Patton and Calderon families can be pushed around?”
As Glenn reached for his phone, Isabella frowned and opened Twitter. Her feed was dominated by one post: Frieda’s latest tweet. The top model’s words practically dripped with condescension.
“Thanks, Orly Company, for consistently delivering high-quality service. It’s a pleasure working together.”
Below it, the comments were ablaze with praise for Orly Company and scorn for Timeless Elegance.
“Frieda is as genuine as ever. If she says Orly is good, it must be true!”
“Timeless Elegance never saw this coming. Now everyone knows which brand to choose.”
“Trying to extort Frieda? Timeless Elegance just shot itself in the foot!”
As Timeless Elegance came under intense fire, Frieda and Lina shared a knowing look at the restaurant. Without a word, they lifted their wine glasses in unspoken celebration.
“The situation is entirely in our favor now. No one saw what you did. Here’s to the fall of Timeless Elegance.” The sharp clink of their glasses rang out, perfectly timed with the ping of their phones. They both took a final sip of their wine, then set the glasses down.
The online backlash against Timeless Elegance grew louder with every passing minute. Just as the storm seemed to reach its peak, a tweet from Lila caught everyone’s eye.
“Everyone, check out Lila’s tweet. There’s a twist to the incident!”
The buzz intensified as netizens flocked to Lila’s latest tweet, where she boldly stated, “Timeless Elegance’s clothing quality is excellent. If there’s any damage, it must have been caused by the wearer themselves.” With a single post, Lila had taken the situation to a whole new level.
“As everyone knows, both Frieda and Lila were invited to shoot promotional photos for Timeless Elegance. But now, Lila’s words seem to suggest that Frieda tore the clothes herself and then slandered Timeless Elegance’s quality.”
“The analysis above nails it! We’ve all been played by Frieda!”
The moment Lila’s tweet was sent, reactions exploded into a storm. Some were pleased, while others worried about the fallout. Among the outraged were those who had initially stood firmly behind Frieda. Public opinion shifted in a heartbeat, turning the tide against her.
“Frieda, how could you do this? We trusted you!”
“Frieda, you owe us an explanation!”
“So, this is the truth? Thank goodness Lila stepped in to expose it. Honestly, if Orly Company works with someone like Frieda, their brand isn’t that great either.”
From that moment, Timeless Elegance’s reputation began clawing its way back from the brink. Luka let out a long breath of relief. It seemed that Isabella had managed to convince Lila to testify after all.
Meanwhile, in her villa, Elaine’s face softened, the worry evaporating from her eyes. She had always believed Timeless Elegance was framed, and she trusted her brilliant daughter and brother to set things right.
Online, the conversation grew louder and more polarized as the truth began to unravel.
Meanwhile, Frieda was sipping a glass of wine when her phone started buzzing relentlessly with private messages. At first, she assumed they were full of admiration and praise from her fans. But as she opened the floodgates, her triumphant smile dissolved into disbelief.
“Miss Grey, didn’t you say Lila was in the dark about what I did? Then why did she say that?”
Frieda gripped her phone so tightly her knuckles turned white, her chest tightening in turmoil. She had never been humiliated on this scale before.
“What on earth are you talking about?”
Lina, frowning at the chaos flooding her screen, saw post after post dissecting Frieda’s supposed self-staged drama.
“This can’t be real!”
For a moment, Lina’s thoughts went blank before a wave of fury crashed over her. Grinding her teeth, she turned her anger toward Evita. Without wasting a second, she dialed Evita’s number.
The second the line connected, she barked, “Evita! Have you seen Lila’s post? It’s completely different from what you told me!”
Evita, who had just stumbled upon the online debacle herself, was equally stunned. She couldn’t believe that Lila would deceive her. How dare she!
A searing anger boiled in her chest, eclipsing Lina’s tirade on the other end of the call. Lowering her voice, Evita reassured her, “Don’t worry, Miss Grey. Words alone aren’t enough without solid proof. I’ll handle this.”
Believing the matter was resolved, Lila set down her phone and stepped away to enjoy her meal. But when she returned, she found her assistant pacing anxiously, phone in hand.
“Lila, you need to see this.”
Lila grabbed the phone from her assistant, her eyes narrowing as the screen lit up with a familiar face—it was Evita. To be exact, it was a video of Evita.
In the clip, taken from a live stream, Evita spoke with a tone heavy with disappointment.
“I never imagined something like this would happen to me. At my most vulnerable moment, my closest friend—knowing I was only one step away from success—chose to betray me. She sided with my competitor and even went as far as providing false testimony…”
The video spread like wildfire, sparking a frenzy of speculation.
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