ログインEvery major fashion platform was practically at war to lock down streaming rights for Falling Flower.Ethan finally chose a proper streaming platform and scheduled three collections every night at 8:00 pm. The promotional poster version would only be released once the runway version had showcased 50 collections.Hugo personally hit the front lines for promotion. Whether it was on social media or at offline events, it was his voice doing the talking.Even with the core creative team onstage, everything all of them said combined still wasn't as much as what came out of his mouth alone.The thing was that he was literally just a glorified extra in this whole project.Ethan watched Hugo talking a mile a minute and shook his head with a sigh. "Just bear with it. He's a top model, after all."I stood there, grinding my teeth. I could've gotten off work at 8:00 pm, but thanks to Hugo's nonstop rambling, I ended up working an extra hour.When we swept the field and wrapped up with a hug
I clenched my fists and took a few deep breaths. "That wedding ring wasn't even my size. Don't tell me you didn't know that."Simon paused for a second. "But you said it fit.""Because I thought you'd just been careless and mixed up my ring size," I replied. "I said it was fine because I wanted to keep the marriage going. But the truth is, that ring was the one you were going to use to propose to Angela. The only problem is that she rejected you."You say you don't want a divorce, but what have you done that actually looks like you don't want one? "Was it hiding our marriage so that if Angela ever changes her mind, you won't get a bad reputation? Or was it how you stood in front of everyone and called her the love of your life at that fashion show press conference on our fifth wedding anniversary?"Simon, I've done everything I can for this marriage. I've poured so much of myself into it. I just don't want to keep draining myself anymore."Simon lowered his head and let out a se
Everyone turned to look at Angela. She spun around and snapped, "I didn't!"There were already reporters on site, and their camera flashes exploded like fireworks.Panicking, Angela suddenly tried to flip the script. "It was Simon who told me he was divorced! I was lied to! I've never interfered in anyone's marriage!"Simon turned around and stared at her, disbelief written all over his face. She'd been the one who said she didn't care and that she was willing to wait for him, even if it meant never becoming a supermodel.Out of guilt, he'd poured everything he had into her just to push her to the top of the fashion world.The reporters all turned their cameras on him.Seeing the look on his face made me feel mostly sorry for him. Still, we had to proceed with things.I said, "Arising from this, I'd like to make one thing clear right now. From this moment on, any fashion collection I design is off-limits to all companies under Simon Jensen's name."Angela Stewart is also perman
Every major fashion media sponsor scrambled into action just for a chance to land one sponsorship slot. That included Simon's company. However, every proposal he submitted got rejected. He was a little confused.In the past, whenever there was a new collection from Westwind, he could always secure one of the best sponsorship placements. Yet this time, he didn't even make it past the preliminary review.He'd originally thought that if he could get a sponsorship slot, he would arrange a chance for Angela to appear in the show.But now, even he couldn't land anything, let alone Angela."Simon, how did it go?" Angela asked.He shook his head. "The preliminary application got rejected, but at least I heard that Westwind's welcome reception is being held at this hotel tonight. I'll sneak you in. When the time comes, you can introduce yourself to her and land yourself on her radar."She nodded. "Westwind has never shown her face before. Do you think she's some matronly woman in her 40s
I smiled. "I'll be waiting to see it."I didn't want to stay in that ballroom for even another second.Just as I turned to leave, Simon grabbed my hand and yanked me into a corner. He looked at me. "Have you lost your mind? What good does treating Angela like that do you? "If you want a divorce, I can give it to you. Who are you trying to embarrass by making a scene like this in front of everyone?"I flung him off. "Isn't it obvious? I want both of you to be utterly humiliated."Simon lowered his head and let out a long, heavy sigh. "I'm hoping we can handle the divorce quietly. Angela needs Westwind's designs. As long as she can be the headliner for Westwind's fashion show next season, the top fashion award will be hers.""So, you want me to compromise for the greater good? I'm the one swallowing my pride so your mistress can have everything she wants. How can you even be shameless enough to say something like that, Simon?""I can give you half of my assets."I pressed a hand
Before I could say anything, Ethan bristled and snapped, "You think everyone's as shameless as you?"Angela flushed bright red. Relying on the fact that Simon was beside her, she clapped back, refusing to back down. "What nonsense are you talking about? You think you can slander a supermodel however you want just because you're a designer?""If I'd known what you were like, I wouldn't even have used you as a walk-on in my show!" Ethan snarled.After returning from studying abroad, Angela had spent three years as one of the lineup models before finally landing a lead spot on the runway. Simon had clearly pulled many strings for her to become the headliner of this season's show.She'd thought everything in her life was finally moving in a good direction, but one sentence from Ethan had wiped out all of her hard work.That almost made her lose it. "Mr. Rivers, what did I ever do to you? Can't you just say it straight to my face?"Then, she turned to me. "Did she say something to you







