Now that Alina has turned it all inside out, such icy tactics are the most terrifying.
It's just a pity.
Emma had not cherished these years of good times, but had angered Alina time and time again, so much so that things had turned out to be like this now.
......
Upstairs.
Alina saw Chester's appearance, there was no sign of irritation on her face, now Chester had to admire Alina's inner temperament.
Even in the midst of hysteria, she could still maintain her poise.
She could make a scene with everyone, and she could also maintain the arrogant independence that she should have in her self-cultivation in the midst of a cacophony.
"How do you feel now?"
"Very well."
"Well, I can see that."
"You can see that?"
At Chester's words, Alina was flirtatious.
Chester, "Your drawings today are quite a lot more severe."
This is a change in state of mind.
Alina, "The most taboo thing as a designer is the fluctuation in the state of mind, which I have never been able to do well."
"You've done well enough."
Chester picked up her drawing and made a few simple changes to her base, and in that instant, a brand new piece of work was revealed.
Alina exclaimed, "Wow."
Now she and Joanna were probably really going to believe that Chester had been insisting on designing wedding dresses for his brides all these years.
He was such a big business tycoon, but he was drawing a wedding dress in his office.
"Like it?"
"Yeah." Alina really liked it.
An amateur surprisingly has such merit.
Whereas she, in many cases, relied on that inspiration inside to design, in fact, Alina knew very well.
This is the real merit.
The two years of being married to Caleb were really all wasted, and these years, she's in a hurry.
Chester looked at her, "It's yours now."
"This originally mine, you just helped me change a few strokes, okay?" Alina mumbled as she grabbed her own manuscript.
Such a good manuscript surely had to be used.
Chester's eyes were filled with smile.
Alina, "Now actually all of this is almost done, now we just need to make the work all out."
"Joanna will help you?"
"Well, Brandon will probably be here tonight too, and he'll help me."
"Brandon can do it?"
"Of course."
The corners of Chester's mouth twitched, it was hard to imagine a man like Brandon doing crafts with a needle and thread.
In fact, over the years Alina had recruited quite a lot assistants, but those crafts were all unappealing on Brandon.
So, after a long time, Brandon has also gotten used to doing the work himself.
Brandon came in.
"Lady Alina." In his eyes, there was all gravity.
His appearance interrupted the otherwise harmonious scene between the two, and the tense that flashed under Chester's eyes made Brandon's body tighten.
And Alina looked at Tomas, "What?"
Her tone of voice, obviously, was not good.
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