Chapter 187: Cheap Imitation
The woman turned to look at J as well.She froze for a brief second, then her eyes narrowed into
slits.
‘Is she a celebrity, too?’ J was a gorgeous woman, but not in the way that most women in showbiz
were.
She wasn’t the type to turn heads at first nce, but her charms never failed to make asting
impression on everyone she met.
Needless to say, this quality of hers attracted jealousy from other women inasmuch as it inspired
admiration in most men.
Emani Gomez shot J a look of displeasure, which only darkened when she realized that they were
wearing an almost identical evening dress as hers—the same style, in the exact same color.
And it looked far more beautiful on J.
Emani nced at her assistant pointedly.The girl understood the message at once, and she proceeded
to point a finger at J.
"Hey, you!" she snapped in an arrogant tone.
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"Who the hell do you think you are? You almost bumped into Miss Gomez just now.Hurry and
apologize."
J’s brows furrowed.
"You said ‘almost’, so I haven’t really done anything to her, have I? Why should I apologize?" The
assistant sputtered, obviously taken aback.
"How dare you—Where are your manners? Well, whatever! Go and change your clothes.Don’t you see
that you’re wearing the same dress as Miss Gomez?"
J cocked her head to the side, wondering what the fuss was all about.She didn’t think it was a big
deal at all.
Granted, the woman was a star, so it was understandable that she wouldn’t be keen on having anyone
wear the same outfit to the same event.
If only they had asked her nicely, then J would have dly obliged.
Unfortunately for them, she wasn’t the type to tolerate rude and presumptuous people.
"Why should I change?" J countered.
With that, she turned on her heel, intending to continue her search for Ethan.
But the assistant suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her back forcefully.
"Whichpany are you from, you ungrateful bitch? Do you have any idea who she is? She is the
Emani Gomez! You can never afford to offend her, not even in your dreams!" J nced sideways
at the actress.
She was tall and slender, with dark and shiny curls framing her delicate features.
J was all too aware of Emani’s identity.
In addition to being a popr star of their age, she was also the new face for the Larson Group’s
clothing business.
Emani wore a butterfly-shaped mask which covered half her face, so J didn’t recognize her just
now.She didn’t look half as pretty nor sexy as she did on the screen.
Maybe it was because of her heavy makeup, but she was looking particrly tacky.
J shook off the assistant’s hold and stared straight at Emani.
"I am not an actress, but a designer for the Larson Group.And I am not changing my clothes.I can wear
whatever I want; you have no right to give me orders.If you’re so bothered by the simrity, then you
can go and change yourself."
The assistant huffed, and she began to roll her sleeves up, ready to teach J a lesson.
"You! You’re just another employee of thepany; how dare you act so arrogant? Don’t me me for
punishing you, since you brought this upon yourself!" The air around them crackled with tension.
Emani instantly stepped between them.
"Watch yourself," she chided her assistant.
"We must not ruin Mr.Larson’s party on ount of this nobody.Let it go."
She gripped the girl’s hand and gave J a sneer.
"My assistant was being impulsive just now.Let me put it bluntly.Your dress is just a knockoff, right? The
details are very different from the ones on mine.It wouldn’t be good for you to wear such a cheap
imitation to this kind of party.I’m afraid you will only embarrass yourself if you insist on wearing it for the
rest of the event."