My Evil Husband
Crushed Melting

The conversation Madam Jier and Layla had made everyone around them feel envious. Their eyes staring at Layla were filled with admiration and worship.

Moreover, Clara who was standing next to her sister was envious of Layla. Madam Jier politely chatted with Layla for a while and then found a quiet place to sit down and rest.

Shopia happily holds Layla, “Layla, let's go back to try on this dress. I really like it. Say, if I wear this dress, will I look beautiful?”

“Of course you'll look beautiful. I specially customized this dress to fit you.”

“Nona Shopia, this is something very valuable that I brought to you.”

As Layla and Shopia prepared to leave, the Manager in charge of the guests came carrying the box.

Shopia asks by reflex, “What is it?”

“People who sent this say if this will be your favorite gift.”

Is her favorite gift not Layla's dress? Shopia was confused.

“The person also said if you open it now, you will be very surprised.” The manager insisted and added.

In the end, the speech was tantalizing to Shopia. She handed the dress to Layla to hold. Taking the beautifully packed box in her hands, her heart was filled with many doubts. The manager had offered so seriously, what kind of gift was inside?

Esme stood not far away as she watched Shopia.

The woman opened the lid and a familiar color fell into her gaze. She herself could not watch the fashion competition, but she had watched the recording repeatedly. It could be said that she loved the design of the winning dress very much.

She even uploaded a photo of the dress and used the image as her phone wallpaper. The color and dress were very familiar to look at. Looking at the dress lying inside the box, Shopia first stared blankly. Then his expression quickly turned to shock.

Isn't that the dress she likes?

Shopia's heart suddenly jumped out from her chest. She immediately picked up the dress, throwing the box to the floor in the process. When the dress was lifted from the box, it was as if the mystical peacock of captivity had been given the freedom to show off its magical feathers.

“Wah ..!”

“Very beautiful!”

When the dress was shaken by Shopia, the place became crisp.

“Beautiful dress!”

When Layla's gaze fell on it, her entire manner stiffened. His eyes swelled as if they were about to fall from his face. The dress .. is impossible! No way!

This dress ... how can it be here?

Then, the person who designed this dress also attended the party?

Layla's face suddenly turned pale.

Clara was also stunned at the sudden appearance of this dress. But he was the first to recover, his voice calling Layla electrifying, “Kakak, what happened?”

Clara's words woke everyone up at the scene. Their gazes left the dresses one after another and fell on Layla. With their gazes, Layla turned even worse.

Shopia looked at Layla in earnest, “Layla, did you give this to me?”

“I ...” Layla looked around, her heart clutching tightly against her chest. She did not dare to say that the dress was designed by her anymore let alone the owner of the dress was there this place.

“There's a card here.” At this time, a woman took the box that Shopia had thrown away and handed it to Shopia.

Shopia took the card and read the words out loud.

[To Miss Shopia Thanos the most beautiful]

The Carefree Without Worries.

“Who is it?” Some women ask the same thing and almost simultaneously.

“I know! It was the model who wore the dress in the clothing competition!”

“Iya, right! I remember that the model said that the dress was her design and she even personally customized it.” One of the women in red said and then turned to look at Layla who no longer had any calm.

When Shopia heard their words, she looked at Layla dumbfounded, “Layla, the dress was not designed by you?” When Shopia asked this question, it was no longer filled with worship, but rather a trace of ridicule in it.

After all Layla is someone who has faced all kinds of situations in society. She laughed awkwardly and tried to hide the embarrassed expression on her face, “I didn't say the dress was designed by me.”

“But you said that the right to sell this dress belongs to Hall Industry. How does this dress appear here?” The woman in red said again.

It became increasingly difficult for Layla to identify herself, but she kept smiling. “The design rights of this dress really belong to Hall Industry.”

“Why do I think you're lying?” The same woman had a slightly scornful expression.

“From what I've seen, everything she said before makes us mistakenly think that she was the one who designed the dress.” A woman who came also revealed a cynical expression.

“Even dare say that the dress could be designed by her. I really don't know, whether the good design commonly sold by Hall Industry is really designed by Layla Andreas.”

One by one, everyone started talking about this matter.

“This is hard to say. After all, the name Layla is very influential in industrial design. To increase sales, branding his name on everything seems to be fine.”

Hearing these words, ‘booming’'s voice rang out in Layla's head, as if something had exploded inside her brain. His smile was very stiff. “The main design of Hall Industry was indeed created by my hand!” Layla stressed, “The top rights of championship outfits all belong to Hall Industry. Just no my name in it!”

“The upper rights of the dress were never those of Hall Industry.” Suddenly, a cold voice interrupted Layla's words. When everyone heard these words, all their gazes fell on the owner of the voice.

All they could see was Jason Hall standing coldly behind Layla. His deep and sharp eyes stared ice-cold at the woman. “Layla Andreas, as an employee of Hall Industry, do you not understand the company rules?”

When Layla heard Jason's words, another ‘boom’ voice exploded inside her head. His back began to stiffen as his body trembled, he did not dare to see Jason return.

“Young Master Hall, the rights to this dress really do not belong to Hall Industry?” The woman in red asked.

Jason replied coldly, “If the rights really belong to Hall Industry, will I let someone else send it to Shopia as a gift?”

“Ahh ..” The woman in the red dress exaggerates her reaction when she sees Layla, “So it turns out Miss Layla Andreas lied?”

“This is not a good way, take credit from the work of others.”

“Even pretend to be the winner's dress designer.”

Everyone fell into an explosion of discussion, and finally Layla's face shattered! He turned to look at Jason with a sad expression. Even his eyes had started to crystallize.

Wh why? Why would Jason expose him in front of so many people?

His heart was so agonizing as he looked at Jason who did not even show his empathy in the slightest. It was as if he did not care even if his reputation was destroyed.

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