Semua Bab Rebirth And Revenge: The Betrayed Heiress's Return: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Rican’s POV:Sitting in the car, Ailina asked, “Am I nosy?”I shook my head. “I think you are merely you want to show off your driving skills to me?”“No, I was simply noisy.” She raised her eyebrows.I only smiled and didn’t say anything else.We arrived at the restaurant selling spicy hotpot. The food here was all threaded to skewers.I had never been to a place like this before, and he had not been used to the for a while. However, Ailina was quite at ease. She opened the can of beer and continued to put the food on the skewers into the spicy broth.“My mother used to say that one cannot always hold his/her horses. This world is delicious. Be free to eat whatever you like.” She poured a glass of beer for me. “Come on cheers.”I shook my head. “I have to drive. You taught others to be a obey traffic rules yet now you want to get me drunk?”She laughed. “Don’t do you know about substitute driving?”I smiled and took a sip of the beer that she had handed over. I didn’t think that cup

Ailina’s POV:After breakfast, I prepare to leave. I wanted to find someone to attend my commencement ceremony as my parent.I went to the kitchen and said to Kelly, “Kelly, I’m leaving.”“Oh, Miss Wilson, please wait a moment.” She washed her hands before coming out of the kitchen. She then took out an envelope from a drawer and said, “Mr. Alfonzo asked me to give this to you.”I took the envelope and was a little confused. ‘A letter?’‘Could it be a love letter?’Thinking of this, I slightly blushed and coughed softly. “Thank you, Kelly. See you!”I walked out of the envelope. However, not until I entered the elevator, I didn’t open it.When I opened it, there were only two lines written on it.Ricky said that he had found a parent for me to attend the commencement ceremony. Under that, there was the phone number of that “parent.”Although it was not a love letter, I still felt sweet and warm.When I get out of the elevator, I dial the number on the paper.“Hello is this Miss Jones,

Lisa’s POV:Every backstage was handled by me.When Mike picked up the microphone and began to introduce his work, I could get a short break and casualty flipped through the other entries.At that moment, when I saw Ailina’s graduation project, my eyes widened.I had never seen such a design before. At first glance, I only felt that it was a painting of a peony. However, when I took a closer look, she realized that it was a dress…The designer perfectly combined the concept of traditional painting and the dress together. It was simply too beautiful.I am also a designer, so I appreciate designs like this. Without a few or even a dozen years of learning, one would not make such a magnificent work. Most importantly, the person who draws this must have a good grip on traditional paintings.Whether the color or the composition, it was so harmonious and top-notch.I took a deep breath.I was clear about the relationship between Hallie Wilson and Ailina Wilson. ‘Perhaps, I could use this to

Hallie’s POV:When I saw the scores, I couldn’t help but smile. I had outshone those students. Their highest score was only 70, but mine was 89.I bowed to everyone with a light smile on my cheeks. “Thank you for your acknowledgement of me. I will keep working hard.”The boss of the company sitting in the second row stood up from his seat. “Is this talent wanting to work in the Imperial clothing?”The other companies also stood up and threw an olive branch at me.“Miss, our company is willing to hire you directly as a designer with a high salary.”I stood on the stage, cocky. My hand holding the microphone trembled slightly because of sheer excitement.The students below also began to whisper. “Hallie is so good. Am I right? But she has changed her design into traditional style recently.”“I used to think that her design was pretty boring, but she was very diligent. As expected, diligence is still the way to become someone great. Look at how much progress she had made now.”Noticing t

Hallie’s POV:This dress was also designed strapless. However, the strapless style was not the same as the current dress, which made it look like a traditional dress.The neckline was also shaped like a flower petal. The flower petals were open, which corresponded to the hem of the skirt. It would also make the upper body of the weaker look petite. The open flower petals could cover her arms and could effectively cover her jiggly arms and supplementary breasts.It was obvious this dress was not designed for the model, but also it would be comfortable for ordinary people.This was not only a gown, it was more like a traditional gown. However, it is also less burdensome and more refreshing. Every corner of the skirt seemed made of petals.Most importantly, the sand painting becomes a moving picture under her hand. The girl danced in such a skirt like a peony flower, and the flower bud to opening, then to withering, sometimes shy, sometimes delicate, sometimes sad, which caused every aud