NovelEnglishChapter 1006
"What are you doing here? Don't tellyou're here for the interview too?" Lydia said, eyeing Flora from head to
toe with a dismissive sneer. "Do you really think just anyone can waltz into Rose's Studio? Do you even know the
first thing about fashion design?" Flora, a med student, dabbling in fashion design? Unlikely.
"What's up with Lydia? Why's she so harsh on that girl?"
"Lydia's always had a bit of an attitude. It's because that girl's a nobody. | don't recognize her; she must be some
rookie designer with the guts to try for Rose's Studio."
A few designers watched the scene unfold, choosing to stay out of it.
After all, Lydia had srecognition in the fashion world, whereas Flora was a complete unknown to them.
However, scandid designers decided to stick up for Flora.
"Con, Lydia. We're all women here. Do you really need to be so nasty?"
"What, you got a problem with me?"
Lydia, her temper flaring, sneered again, "Well, you'd better hope you don't get into Rose's Studio, or you'll be
seeingevery day. But with your average skills, | doubt you'll be joiningthere anyway."
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"Flora, just leave. | don't want you here. You're a med student; you have no place here. Today's a big day for me,
so I'll let it slide for now, but after today, you'll see."
"Don't let her get to you, Lydia," her friend chimed in. "You're about to be a designer at Rose's Studio. She's not
even in your league. Don't stoop to her level."
Flora watched the whole scene, finding it quite entertaining.
It was like watching a circus act.
Satisfied, she pulled out her phone and made a call, "Howell, get over here."
Her voice wasn't quiet.
Everyone heard it.
The way they looked at Flora changed instantly.
The nHowell carried serious clout in the fashion industry, second only to Rose.
Rose was rarely seen, and Howell ran the show at Rose's Studio.
He was a judge at major competitions worldwide. His standing was remarkable. And here was this girl, calling
Howell out?
Lydia was momentarily stunned, then laughed, "Flora, do you really have to put on an act? Do you even know
who Howell is? He's someone you'd never cacross in your life! And you're telling him to cout? That's
just ridiculous!"
"Mr. Howell!"
Just as Lydia finished, a shaky voice sounded from behind.
Lydia's heart skipped a beat as she turned to see Howell rushing over.
Howell actually showed up?
No way it was because Flora called him!
She was just a med student; how could she possibly know Howell?
It had to be a coincidence.
Their
Non must've drawn out
the top brass from Rose's
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had to pin everything on
Flora.
"Mr. Howell!" Lydia's swagger vanished instantly, and she greeted Howell with a sycophantic smile.
But Howell walked right past her, stopping in front of Flora, and said respectfully, "Boss!"
Boss?!
That word left everyone in a state of shock!!!
What was happening?!
Why would Howell call a young woman 'Boss'?!
Lydia was frozen, as if she'd been struck by lightning.
"Has Rose's Studio's standards
dropped so low that anyone can just walk in now?" Flora's voice was calm revealing nothing of her mood. tent
belongs to
Yet, Howell felt a knot form in his chest.
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