When Natalie was done, she hugged Shane.
At the same time, the audience all stood up, and applause rang through Fashion Hall.
After a while, Natalie let go of Shane and wiped her tears of joy with the back of her hand.
Shane frowned upon seeing that, so he handed her a handkerchief. “Here, use this.”
“Okay.” Natalie put her hand down and took the handkerchief.
After the applause subsided, the two went backstage side by side.
Shane looked sideways at Natalie. “Come with me.”
From the man’s cold eyes, Natalie could tell where they were going, so she nodded and followed him to the lounge.
When Silas saw the two, he greeted them and opened the door.
Inside the lounge, Jasmine got worried when she saw the three of them, but she forced a smile and pretended to be calm. “You’re finally here, Shane! Silas is keeping me here against my will.”
“I asked him to,” responded Shane.
Jasmine’s face hardened at the response. When she saw Natalie behind the man, she clenched her fists because she immediately realized what was going on. “You think I was responsible for the outfits too, don’t you?”
Shane kept his silence.
“Admit it, Ms. Jasmine!” Natalie lifted her head to stare at her stepsister.
Jasmine sneered, “Why the heck would I admit to something I didn’t do? The outfits were fine, weren’t they? So stop accusing me!”
“That’s only because I have backups. I knew you’d be up to no good.” Natalie lifted the corner of her lips.
“Backups?” Jasmine squinted at her stepsister.
Natalie nodded. “That’s right. I knew from the start that you’d try to ruin the show, but I didn’t know how you’d do it, so I prepared a lot of backups, including the outfits, jewelry, and even the shoes.”
Shane’s eyes widened because he thought it was just the outfits.
She even prepared backups for the shoes and jewelry too?
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