Cynthia swiftly blocked Whitney's path, looking at her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. "Miss Todd, where do you think you're going?"
Cynthia's red lips curved in a perfectly timed smile, but her eyes were cool and inexplicably chilling.
"Miss Todd, the real show is just beginning." Lily descended slowly from the stage, unhurriedly saying, "If you leave now, the rest of us won't have anything left to play with."
She made a mess here and now wants to leave scot-free? Does she think they're soft targets to be manipulated?
"Miss Todd, you're a well-known designer in the industry, and five years ago, you won the fashion competition with your work, not only gaining fame and fortune but also earning countless praises. Senior figures in the industry hailed you as a genius designer. A year ago, when you stopped creating, people said you had run out of ideas."