Chapter 1087: Chapter 1087

Chapter 1087:

“I heard that recently they’ve started making men’s shoes, with some really unique designs,” another person added.

“I never thought Miss Johnson would discover this studio, especially since it’s common knowledge that Mr. Morgan has always been a big fan of SAMSARA’s designs,” another voice said.

Melany felt a sense of pride as she overheard the conversation. The shoes in her hands were a rare, limited edition—almost impossible to find—and just as impressive as that brooch!

“Thank you, Miss Johnson,” Fabian said with a nod as he took the box. “Then I’ll open it and take a look.”

He was eager to see what new design SAMSARA had created.

As soon as the box was opened, a pair of stunning black leather shoes appeared in front of everyone. From the material to the stitching, every detail was flawless. But the sharp black edges seemed to clash with the smooth lines of the design. Even so, the overall design was truly one of a kind.

The shoes were made from the finest leather, showing that they were worth a lot.

One person couldn’t help but compliment, “Just as expected from SAMSARA Studio! While their designs have slipped a bit in recent years, you can still see the creativity shining through!”

Allison took a quick look at the shoes. But then, her expression changed.

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The design was too familiar. She recognized it right away—it was copied from one of her own past ideas.

This was a design she had planned to release when she first started SAMSARA years ago.

But back then, she had decided to focus on high heels, putting the leather shoes design on hold. How had it ended up with Melany?

Meanwhile, Fabian smiled and nodded. “It’s truly a clever design. If possible, I’d love to meet the person who made it.”

As soon as she heard this, Melany sweetly wrapped her arm around Colton’s. She looked like she had been expecting that very reaction.

“Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Morgan. Actually, I know someone from this studio. He’s nearby and should be here soon,” Melany said with a smile. She didn’t forget to give credit to Colton. “Honestly, it was my husband who put in all the effort to make contact with them. I was just the one delivering the gift.”

Colton still felt uneasy with Melany’s arm around him, especially with Allison watching. But, considering the business interests at stake and the many eyes on them, he kept his composure. He didn’t push Melany away in public.

“It’s good that you like them, Mr. Morgan,” he said, nodding. Although Colton didn’t directly respond to Melany’s comment, his silence led everyone to assume that he deserved the credit.

Melany felt pleased with how she handled the situation. She thought she had managed the man’s ego much better than Allison ever could. At the same time, the designer, who had been waiting outside, was ushered in by the waiter.

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