After more than ten busy days, the fashion show finally commenced.
All day long, I was busy back and forth, without almost any time to sit down and rest.
My designs were divided into several series. Besides the Pleated apron Skirt series with a national style, there was also the Bridal series and the Professional series.
During the intermission, I was busy communicating with the models about the upcoming details. Cherry murmured in my ear, "Ms. Lily, several of our colleagues said they saw President Gordon. He's watching the show in the VIP seats."
I was adjusting the clothes on the models, and upon hearing this, I frowned and looked back at her, "Which President Gordon? Adrian Gordon?"
"Yeah, Young Master Gordon." Cherry nodded.
I froze for a moment, but only briefly, "Don't mind him. If he wants to come, I can't stop him."
During this festive season, Daniel came from afar and could say he's here to accompany me.
But Adrian Gordon...
