Chapter 309 J Was used Of giarism


    Laney hobbled out of the bathroom, every inch of her body sore.


    Garrett saw the sweat gathered on her forehead and that she clutched onto the door frame of the


    bathroom with her fingers, seemingly not knowing what to do next. She seemed to be hesitating at


    the bathroom door about how to walk back awkwardly.


    This was indeed very inconvenient for her and she would feel even more ufortable if Garrett


    continued to stay there.


    Garrett picked up his suit jacket from the chair and uttered these words, "I have a meeting to attend


    toter, so I''m heading out now. I''ll call the nurse overter. If you need anything, she can help you.


    Feel free to spend Ethan''s money as you please. Your injury was a result of you protecting his


    woman after all. You can also call me if anything elsees up."


    N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.


    Before leaving, Garrett ced his fingertip on the cake box and tapped on it. "Since it''s not going in


    the fridge, you''d better finish it up soon."


    Watching Garrett walk out the door, Laney staggered from the bathroom in the direction of the bed.


    She looked at the pink bear-like cake and hesitated for some time. After that, she slowly made her


    way over to the cake box and opened it. She dipped her fingers into the pink cream and ced it


    into her mouth.


    The cream was very sweet, much sweeter than she originally thought. But it was not very greasy.


    Looking at the door that Garrett had gone out of, Laney thought that he was not that bad after all. ? ?


    ?


    As soon as J snuck back to thepany, Tiffany asked her to meet her in her office.


    "Why haven''t you shown up the whole morning? Where did you head off to?" There was anxiety


    evident in Tiffany''s voice. She was dressed up very gracefully today. She had on a long pink off -


    the-shoulder dress, appearing very elegant.


    Usually, she liked to wear suits of ck and white colors, which made her appearance seem very


    shrewd and capable.


    "What''s the matter? What happened?" Rubbing her fingers together in a nervous manner, J


    appeared a little confused. Tiffany wouldn''t be looking for her if there wasn''t anything important.


    Tiffany shook her head with a look of disappointment on her face. She took the coat hanging from


    the hanger and rapped J''s forehead with her knuckles. "You are really forgetful. This afternoon


    happens to be the opening of Fashion Week in Seacisco."


    All of a sudden, it dawned on J that the clothes she designed would be the first one to be on


    disy.


    "What are you doing still standing here? Let''s go now!" Tiffany uttered after she opened the door


    and turned around to give J a look.


    On the venue of the Fashion Week at Seacisco.


    J and Tiffany sat at the seats under the runway which happened to be set up in a maple forest.


    J was the youngest person among the designers of the first show and this would be her first


    time taking part in such an activity, so she was attracting a whole lot of attention.


    Tiffany was familiar with a bunch of people in the designer circle since she was once also a


    designer like a dark horse with a bright future. Tiffany led J to meet with many famous


    designers. After several rounds of chit-chat, J got acquainted with a bunch of designers in the


    city.


    The fashion show started at approximately four o''clock in the afternoon.


    Pretty soon, J''s work was on disy onstage. This time, the materials she used were soft silk


    fabric and silver threads to the silk cloth. At this moment in time, a breeze blew the dress designed


    by J, making it outshine all the other dresses.


    Like the others present in the showroom, Tiffany pulled out her cell phone and began to take


    pictures of the models wearing the dresses. Some exmations sounded out from time to time.


    "Even the wind happens to support you this afternoon." Tiffany smiled and activated the shutter on


    her phone screen.


    With a shy smile on her face, J quietly turned her head around to look at the people who were


    apparently thoroughly impressed by her design.


    She felt a special sense of satisfaction and aplishment flow through her heart. Her initial


    intention of being a designer was not to be famous but to be appreciated and liked by the others


    around her.


    Just as everyone was admiring her designs on the stage, a woman suddenly rushed onto the


    catwalk, trying to catch her breath. She stopped all the models, angrily pointed her finger at J,


    and shouted out loud, "J Lind, you''re such a shameless giarist! How could you actually


    giarize my work openly in this way?"