Chloe didn't let Jacob down on stage. She made sure to mention over and over that she was representing Belle Époque. Unfortunately, the audience just wasn't having it. Thanks to all the rumors and gossip flying around online, people were going nuts boycotting Belle Époque. The more Chloe spoke, the sorrier the audience felt for her, and the more intense the boycott became.
Jacob was struggling to breathe, feeling sharp pains in his chest. Leah noticed something was off. "Jacob, are you okay?" she asked, worried.
Jacob had a heart attack.
The Paris Fashion Contest wrapped up in the middle of this dramatic turn of events. This year's contest had more eyes on it than ever before, and the buzz didn't die down after it ended—it only grew.
Chloe finally stepped out of the Grand Palace. She took a deep breath of the fresh air and allowed herself a small, satisfied smile. Everything had gone just as she had planned. Belle Époque's stock would definitely plummet tomorrow.
She hadn't intended for things to get this messy. If Lisa hadn't cut her model's shoes, almost ruining her chance to walk the stage, she wouldn't have gone to such extremes. If someone messed with Chloe, she would not be the one to back down.
Lisa had it coming.
"Where are you headed?" Pax called out as he ran after her. It was night by now. He had washed off his makeup and changed into a simple white T-shirt and clean, sleek sweatpants, looking like a typical student with his backpack slung over one shoulder.
Chloe watched him with a soft smile. "Thanks for saving the show tonight. What do you want to eat? It's on me."
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