“We certainly have to trust these two gentlemen. Their reputation in the industry speaks for itself.”
“You’re just a puny designer from H Nation. You don’t deserve the spotlight!”
The two men exchanged another glance surreptitiously, a sense of relief washing over them, seeing that everyone had taken the bait.
Reedman covered his wound and said in pain, “I never thought I would meet such an audacious woman. I have many fans and a large fandom, after all, so I thought Ms. X was one of my fans. But who knew she would do that to us, seducing me and O’Brien?! God! I am absolutely faithful to my wife. How could I possibly betray her?”
“Wow, he’s so cool!”
“How amazing!”
“We must hurry and write a report about this so that the world can see how nasty is this designer X from Eurasia!”
Meanwhile, standing behind these reporters, Abigail gave a smug, evil smile.
Oh X, why did you have to compete with Ms. Hobbs?
You’re simply no match for her.
Abigail secretly recorded a video while hiding among the crowd and sent it directly to Megan.
Upon receiving the video, Megan, sitting in her own lounge, was so excited that she could almost jump up from her seat.
Seducing the members of the judging committee, forcing the members of the judging committee to submit, and hurting the members of the judging committees.
Hah!
X is definitely dead this time! No gods in this world can save her now!
Hahaha, this feels so good!
Megan couldn’t help daydreaming about how she was going to flourish in the company after kicking Ashlyn out.
Meanwhile, Ashlyn was still standing there, wondering, Do these people really think I’m gonna sit back and do nothing?
If it weren’t for the ecstasy, these two scums wouldn’t even stand a chance to humiliate me
I would have turned them into dust straight away.
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