Chapter 1635

At that moment, she noticed Stella walking toward her, and her hand tightened around the microphone.

She hadn’t expected to run into Stella here.

If Stella revealed the truth to the reporters, Devyn’s reputation could be destroyed.

Trying to intervene, Devyn stepped forward, but the reporter had already turned to Stella with a question.

“Ms.

Anderson, the new outfits designed by Miss Padilla look quite similar to yours.

Did you offer her any advice?”

Devyn went pale and stiffened.

Stella, not glancing aside, slowly shook her head and replied, “No, I didn’t advise Miss Padilla.

”

At her words, the crowd erupted into murmurs.

Stella, appearing unconcerned, smiled at Devyn and added, “I’m quite interested in Miss Padilla’s design ideas.

”

Encouraged by Stella’s question, someone in the crowd prompted, “Since Ms.

Anderson is curious, perhaps you’d like to share more about your concept, Miss Padilla? We’d all love to hear about it.

”

Caught off guard, Devyn stuttered, “I…” but meeting Stella’s piercing gaze, she found herself at a loss for words again.

She hesitated, struggling to speak, as the audience began whispering among themselves.

“What’s going on? Why is Devyn faltering? Doesn’t she understand her own design?”

“Wasn’t she very confident earlier? Why is she stumbling over her words now in front of Stella?”

Upon hearing this, Devyn felt a cold shiver.

Her legs weakened, and she barely managed to remain upright.

Stella smiled toward the audience and announced, “Since Miss Padilla seems lost for words, I’ll do the honors.

”

She then explained, “The inspiration behind this collection is the iris.

Irises represent beauty and nobility, and their petals are distinctive.

We’ve used cashmere and silk to mimic the feel of iris petals.

Additionally, the patterns on the garments mirror the unique shape of irises, which are quite challenging to craft…”

Stella delivered her explanation of the design concept effortlessly.

After a brief silence, a wave of murmurs swept through the crowd.

The reporters exchanged glances and started murmuring among themselves.

“Why does it seem like Stella knows Devyn’s work better than Devyn herself? Is that possible?”

“That’s peculiar.

How could someone else understand the design concept better than the designer?”

“Is something off here?”

Doubts about Devyn’s capabilities grew.

A reporter handed her a microphone.

“Miss Padilla, how come Stella seems more familiar with your design concept?”