Chapter 42

Chapter 42, do you like him?

“Alva, tell me the truth, do you like this man?”

Frank couldn’t help it, and finally asked this sentence.

Alva was not a casual person. He was very clear about it, but what else could she be so relieved to have a man by her side?

Alva put down the spoon and looked at him seriously, “I like it.”

Frank’s face changed instantly.

But soon, his face was full of joy.

Because Celestia went on to say, “Like family.””

Jackson’s hand tightened as he held the door handle.

Like family…

Frank burst out laughing.

Just don’t be too happy.

What hurts more than family love?

However…

“You too.”

Frank, “Alva, you can’t do this to me?”

Alva raised her hand and gestured to stop, “Let me have breakfast and don’t forget what we’re going to do today.”

Frank’s face was suddenly sunny and rainy.

He wanted to cry.

“Alva, you are too cruel to me.”

Alva stopped talking to him and buried herself in the porridge.

Frank sighed.

Why can’t he ever get into Alva’s heart.

Sad…

Jackson comes in, Frank looks at him and doesn’t speak.

Even though Alva says she considers him family, he considers him a rival.

Because Alva trusts this man very much, maybe he can really win Alva’s heart.

“Alva, I’m going back. Call me if you need anything,” Jackson said to Alva.

His eyes, his tone, did not change.

“Okay, you go and do your work, I’ll be fine.””

“Well.”

Jackson looked at Frank, nodded at him, and turned away.

Going out, his hands clenched.

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So what about family? He had a place in her heart. That was the most important thing.

Jackson is gone, and Alva asks Frank to go to breakfast instead of wasting his time on useless things.

Frank didn’t say much and went to breakfast.

He knows the weight.

Soon the two of them finished breakfast, packed up, and went to find Jason.

Jason came to Kyoto this time to be invited to be a judge for a fashion design program.

Frank had asked about the place early, so the two went to the show after breakfast.

By the time the show group arrived, the show had already started.

Frank’s friend took him and Alva backstage, pointed to Jason on the screen, and said, “We’ll take a ten-minute break in an hour, and then Jason will come backstage to touch up his makeup, and you can go to him at that time.”

Frank made an OK gesture, “Thank you.”

The other party looked at Alva and said with a smile, “Thank me, treat me to dinner tonight.”

“No problem!”

The men leave.

Alva looked at the screen, and the camera in the screen 29 52M rotated with the photographer and landed on the model, while the host’s voice sounded.

He is introducing the clothes, fashion, elements, ideas, and design inspiration on the model.

Alva listened carefully and looked carefully.

Frank is too.

Suddenly, there was a panic outside.

“Oh my god! How could this be!”

Alva frowned and looked over.

Outside is a large dressing room.

It was not only a place for makeup, but also a lot of clothes, all designed by designers.

The model wears makeup and changes clothes inside.

“What happened?”

“The dress that will be on stage later is broken.”

“Which designer’s dress is it?”

“Aurelia.

“Hurry up and call Aurelia over!”

“I’ll go right away!”

It was a mess outside for a while, and Alva said to Frank, “I’ll go out and have a look.”

Alva is very independent, thoughtful, and doesn’t do meaningless things, so Frank never asks her too much.

“You go, call me if you have anything.”

“Okay.”

Alva went out, the people outside had formed a small circle, and Aurelia hurried over.

“Let me see!”

The designer quickly took the skirt, and his face changed, “How could this be!”

The dress is a modern version of the improved cheongsam, but it combines the elements of the French court, noble and elegant.

The skirt was made of exquisite Su embroidery, and the peony embroidery on it was lifelike and very atmospheric.

But such a beautiful dress had been cut off from the waist a large piece of fabric.

Everyone knows that the most important thing in a skirt is the waist.

Now that this piece of cloth has been cut, it is equivalent to ruining it.

“Who is it! Who cut my skirt!”

Aurelia looked around angrily.

Obviously, this was done on purpose.

There is competition in every circle, and unfair competition has always existed.

No one spoke, and the director came over. After understanding the situation, he asked, “What should we do now? Can we fix it? You’ll be there in half an hour.”

Aurelia’s eyes were red with tears. “This is my finale dress for tonight. Now that it’s been destroyed, how can it be repaired?”

Design work is the hard work of designers, especially in such an important occasion.

Alva understands the mood of the designer at the moment.

The director didn’t have that much time to waste here, and said directly, “If you can’t solve it, then I’ll have someone cancel your part.”

He can’t ruin the whole shoot because of one person.

The designer couldn’t stand the fact, grabbed the skirt and cried.

Alva came over, “Don’t cry, I’ll help you.”