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When Mrs. Brown found out that Amelia Johnson’s boyfriend was none other than Damien

Taylor–the legendary Mr. Taylor of Heliovard–she was visibly stunned. But she quickly

composed herself and gave a nod of approval. Honestly? They looked like a perfect match.

Yeah, inviting Amelia into the Blossom Club was definitely the right call.

“Mrs. Brown!”

Just then, the secretary rushed over, flustered, whispering something urgently in her ear. Mrs.

Brown’s face instantly stiffened.

“What happened?”

Amelia, now changed into her own clothes, noticed the tension and stepped up.

“One of the outfits backstage got slashed on purpose! That model’s up soon, and if she can’t

go on, it’ll mess up our whole run. What do we do?” The secretary’s voice trembled–this was

her first time handling an event this big, and it showed.

Amelia’s eyes darkened, then she stepped forward without hesitation. “Mrs. Brown, give it to

1. me. I’ll handle it.”

“You don’t even know how to sew! What if you wreck it?” Sabrina Johnson instantly cut in,

clearly panicked. She already hated that Amelia had the spotlight earlier–she couldn’t let her

shine again.

But there was no time to waste. Amelia ignored her, fixing her gaze on Mrs. Brown. “Trust me.

Mrs. Brown hesitated, but finally gave a firm nod. “Alright. I’m trusting you.”

The secretary led Amelia backstage again.

As they passed Emily Carter, Amelia discreetly tapped her on the arm. Emily instantly

understood and slipped away in the opposite direction.

Once in the changing room, Amelia grabbed the ruined dress and some tools, then turned to

the secretary. “Come knock on the door when it’s almost her turn to go.”

“Uh, okay!” The secretary wasn’t sure what Amelia was up to, but she silently prayed for a

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Out front near the runway, Zoey Mitchell was visibly worried. “Do you think your sister can

actually pull this off?”

After all the earlier drama, Sabrina was no longer confident. “Even if she tries, at best she can

patch it up. It’s still gonna look messed up. Unless she’s Joey himself–which, obviously,

she’s not.”

That gave Zoey some relief. She crossed her arms, ready to watch Amelia fumble.

As the models walked one by one, suddenly one dress caught everyone’s attention.

“Wow–this piece from Joey? Never seen it before!”

“Seriously, it’s stunning!”

“Wait, how come I’ve never seen you wear this one?” Mrs. Campbell glanced at Mrs. Brown,

puzzled.

Mrs. Brown squinted at the stage, looking just as confused. “It looks familiar, but I swear I

don’t–wait a minute… no way, could it be Amelia…?”

The two women locked eyes, both coming to the same jaw–dropping realization.

That insanely gorgeous dress was the one Amelia had repaired backstage?

Unbelievable. Not a single person had caught that it’d been ruined before. She didn’t just fix it

-she took it to another level.

Thanks to that revamped gown, the whole show ended up a bigger hit than anyone had

expected.

When Mrs. Brown got up to give her closing speech, she made a point to invite Amelia

onstage and thank her personally.

Meanwhile, in the crowd, Sabrina was seething. Her face twisted with jealousy and anger,

fists clenched so hard her nails dug deep into her palms–she didn’t even feel it.

Damn it, Amelia. Always got something up your sleeve!

“Let’s just go,” Zoey muttered, tugging at Sabrina’s sleeve. Her tone was uneasy, like she

wanted to disappear.Sabrina Johnson yanked her hand out of Zoey Mitchell’s grip, anger

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