Chapter 103 Tiffany was understandably upset but was out in public, so it would not be good for her image to lose her temper. She could only respond sweetly, âWhatâs going on, Veronica? Take your time to tell me.â , Feeling all eyes upon them, Veronica understood the reason for Tiffanyâs polite front. At that moment, she lost her tongue. One of the socialites must have guessed the news and probed,â It canât be, did Tiffany lose the showdown?â
âHow can that be? Thereâs no way. She practically had it in the bag so how could Tiffany lose?â another heiress wondered aloud.
The crowd gathered around and started to pull out their cellphones to take a look.
Without warning, the complexion of all the gathered socialites paled. Tiffany sensed something was wrong and snatched Veronicaâs cellphone out of her hand. She immediately read the headlines. It seemed that the entire internet was obsessed with Charmineâs tagline and platform. Furthermore, the Avocado Green clothing line which was Charmineâs fashion endorsement had completely sold out! .
On the other hand, the sales of Tiffanyâs Ruby Red collection were tiny in comparison. A hundred sets of clothing were bought entirely by her most faithful fans. She was completely defeated. Everyone could tell from her expression that she was not pleased as she immediately.excused themselves. âTiffany, we have some things to attend to. Weâre going to leave now. See you later...â With that said, they all scurried away. «
At a distance away, a low voice could be heard saying, âHmph, sheâs trying on gowns far too early. Did she really think she would win this yearâs prize? Someoneâs beaten her at last!â
Tiffany was furious, her palms curled into tight fists and her jaw clenched while she seethed. That band of disloyal snakes swiftly moved onto the next big thing. She would have to deal with them properly one day!
At that moment, the boutique assistant stepped forward and meekly asked, âMiss Tiffany, are you going to buy that gown?
According to the storeâs regulations, even if itâs a VIP, no one can try on a gown for more than five minutes...â, Tiffanyâs face was black as the kettle. Even the lowly boutique assistant dared to bully her! In the past, she used to try on gowns for over 10 minutes and no one dared to say a word! Tiffany was so enraged, Veronica was worried that she might faint. Turning to the boutique assistant, she said, âWeâll take i t! Of course sheâll buy it! Take my card and leave us alone.â After handing her card to the boutique assistant, Veronica dragged Tiffany into a private room. By then, Tiffany could no longer control herself and started to fling everything she could get her hand on in the room. 2 âCharmine, that b*tch! How could she be this evil! How could she be so despicable! How could she beat me!â Tiffany screeched.
2 Clearly, the winner should have been me. The one to receive everybodyâs adoration should also be me!â thought Tiffany. If everything went according to plan and the Guci fashion launch was a success, the âMost Valuable Commercial Model Awardâ
would have been hers as well. Now everything was a complete mess!
Veronica watched her enraged state and distressingly tried to comfort Tiffany by saying, âTiffany, I didnât expect Charmine t o use such a trick either. I know youâre upset. You can vent your frustration to your heartâs content. Once youâre done venting, weâll need to come up with a solution.â
âSolution? What solution can we come up with? Can you see what the netizensâ opinions of me are? Thereâre so many of them laughing and sneering at me. Canât you see the hype around Charmine whoâs overshadowing me?â retorted Tiffany with an air of defeat as she roughly tossed Veronicaâs phone back to her.
Veronica did not have the time to duck as the cellphone landed with a thud against the back of her hand, causing her to wince i n pain. However, she felt no trace of anger. Instead, her heart was full of sorrow. The longer she watched Tiffany, the more sorrowful she felt. Picking up her cellphone, Veronica walked forward to hug Tiffany and said, âTiffy, if you feel like crying, g o ahead. Thereâs no need to keep your composure in front of m e. If you need to hit and scream at me, thatâs fine too. This time, itâs really my fault as your manager for letting this happen.â