NovelUSAChapter 469 Chapter 469: "What, Sandra? Can't I just call for a friendly chat? We were colleagues once, weren't we?" Vivi's laugh was overly sweet, her voice oozing insincerity.
Sadie cut to the chase. "What are you really after, Vivi?" "Ah, Sandra, always so direct." Vivi chuckled, her voice now smug. "I just wanted to share sgood news. My stuofficially opens today." "I see." Sadie's reply was flat, disinterested. Vivi's news was irrelevant to her. She couldn't care less.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Sandra, you don't seem surprised at all?" Vivi's voice carried a note of irritation. She was unhappy with Sadie's lack of reaction.
"Why should I be?" Sadie shot back, her sarcasm palpable. "Your stuopening-what does it have to do with me?" "How could it not?" Vivi's tone becsharp, deliberately provocative. "Sandra, you're an internationally renowned designer, yet your sturemains unseen. Don't you want... to let it shine too?" Sadie immediately grasped the dual nature of Vivi's words—both a boast and a challenge.
"Vivi, there's no need to show off to me." Sadie's response was frostier than before. "The success of your stuis your concern. My interest, or lack thereof, is my own." "Sandra, don't be like that." Vivi's voice softened, seemingly cajoling. "I've invited almost every prominent designer to my opening. Everyone is expecting you." "Not interested." Sadie dismissed her flatly, her tone unwavering. "Vivi, we walk different paths. Please, don't contactagain." With that, she ended the call and dropped the phone back into her bag.
"Humph!" On the other end, Vivi was left listening to the disconnect tone. Her expression darkened, and a sneer crossed her lips, a glint of malice in her eyes. "Think you can avoid the storm by ignoring me, Sadie? Just wait. The real show hasn't even started." gvlnovs.om hosts thrilling adventures Unaware of Vivi's scheming, Sadie felt a wave of irritation wash over her. The call had only added to the weight she already felt.
The car continued swiftly toward the city center.
Soon, Sadie reached her studio. She walked to her desk, sat down, and powered up her computer, ready to immerse herself in work. But as soon as she launched the browser, a slew of headlines captured her attention.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Majestic Ego's Chief Designer Vivi Quinn Launches First Domestic Stuwith a Bang." "Vivi Quinn's StuOpening Ceremony Dazzles, Industry Elites Gather." "Vivi Quinn's StuOverwhelmed with Orders on Opening Day, Promising Future Ahead." Each headline and every stunning photo underscored the triumph and allure of Vivi's studio.
Sadie clicked on an article, rapidly scanning its contents. The piece featured Vivi in a breathtaking gown, flowers and applause, surrounded bug gown, her expression one of undeniable confidence and joy. She addressed the reporters with poise and assurance, her words brimming with ambition.
"My stuis set to becthe premier design brand in Helva m offering unparalleled design services ΕΠ to our clients..." "I envision my stuas a beacon in the domestic design landscape, setting the trends in fashion..."
"I'm confident that soon, we will be recognized as one of the top design brands, both here and abroad..." In the article's comment section, the conversation buzzed.
"Vivi's stujust opened, but where's Sandra?"
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