"Thanks."
Violet smiled slightly towards the two, polite and detached.
"Josie, congratulations."
Austin kept looking at Josie, and seeing that she was oblivious to her, coughed lightly and said congratulations.
"Thanks."
Josie ruffled her hair around her ears and, without looking at him, said to Violet, "I'll go see if the models are ready."
With that, Josie turned around and left.
Austin watched her back steadily, his thin lips pursed.
Violet sighed darkly and greeted the two, "That, the event will start soon, you guys make yourselves comfortable, I'm going to get busy too."
"Hmm."
Louis returned an umph in a light voice.
Violet nodded with him and was about to leave when there was a sudden tightness in her chest.
The acid in my stomach seemed to be churning upwards uncontrollably.
Violet blushed slightly, walked quickly to the side, took a few deep breaths to suppress the feeling of wanting to vomit.
"What's wrong with you? You look so bad?"
Louis saw a different look on Violet's face and asked.
She also wondered what was wrong with her.
It seems that she has been having nausea and regurgitation all this time.
Did she miss any information?
Something flashed through Violet's mind and her heart suddenly stuttered.
She should not
"Miss Helena, a model seems to be sick and needs to be taken to the hospital immediately."
Natalie hurries in and whispers in Violet's ear.
"How did this happen? Go, go take a look."
Violet returned to her senses and temporarily put her physical condition aside.
"Good."
Natalie leads Violet towards the backstage.
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