Chapter 852 His Face Was Pass Enough


    The atmosphere outside the show was lively. The Iridescent Show was a huge event in the fashion


    world held every five years. Well-known fashionistas gathered here to be part of the grand scene.


    J arrived at the door. But just as she was about to enter, the security guard stopped her.


    "Journalists are not permitted to enter the show just yet. Go away."


    "Please let me in. I''m a designer, not a journalist," J pleaded. She was getting very anxious.


    Frowning, the security guard pressed for information. "Which brand do you represent?"


    "W Marks," J quickly replied as she took out the invitation card. "I''m here to represent Draco


    Wesley, the founder of W Marks Studio."


    After giving the invitation card a quick nce, the security guard waved his hand in apology and


    said, "Sorry. Please go back. We received a notice early this morning that the W Marks actually


    cannot participate. Besides, your opening show has been cancelled. So why are you here?"


    How was it possible that the opening show had been cancelled?


    "Please let me in so I can confirm with Zuri," J calmly said after experiencing a wave of panic.


    There must be some misunderstanding.


    The previous night, she told Zuri that their studio would take part in the show.


    Zuri then told her that she would switch the opening performance to the finale so they would have


    enough time to prepare.


    As the main organizer of the show, how could Zuri decide to change her mind so quickly?


    "Miss Szar is not someone you can see whenever you want to. So get out of here, or we''ll make


    you leave now!" J began to worry. The security guards at the entrance were adamant in not


    allowing her to enter the venue.


    She took out her phone to call Zuri.


    It was only then that she saw a missed call from Zuri.


    She might have missed Zuri''s call because of the noise made by the helicopter hovering over the


    venue.


    Did something go wrong again?


    J''s thoughts were scattered. She unintentionally dropped all the papers in her arms to the


    ground the next instant.


    Zuri wouldn''t just cancel her show. All things happened for a reason. There had to be a reason for


    Zuri to make such decision.


    Jforted herself this way. She had to keep her sanity so she could properly resolve this


    issue!


    She knelt down and carefully picked up the papers that scattered all over the ground. She sorted


    them out, but discovered that two more manuscripts remained unounted for.


    "Here are your stuff, Miss," said a man with a maic voice. He handed the missing manuscripts


    to J.


    His ent was familiar. He had the pure Northcliffe dialect. J looked up to look at the man in


    front of her.


    He had slightly curly brown hair, which was pulled back into a low ponytail.


    The man was so tall that J had to lift her face to look at him. He smiled at her and cocked his


    head a little. He had a young and handsome face that was quite distinctive because of its delicate


    features.


    J gave him a second look. As a designer, she was ustomed to doing this. She noticed that


    the man had an elegant appearance, which was currently popr in the fashion industry. He was


    dressed in thetest season''s haute couture of a famous international fashion brand. He looked just


    as impressive as that model showcasing this outfit at the runway.


    "Thank you." J smiled at him. She was about to leave when the man behind her said, "Please


    wait a moment, beautifuldy."


    "Anything else?" J replied, a bit confused. She thought that he had other papers to hand her.


    "I understand that you want to go to the show," said the man as he put one of his hands in the


    pocket of his suit pants.


    J looked at the man, still confused. So, she asked him, "Are you one of the models here?"


    ncing at the male agent standing next to him, the man cracked a small smile. Raising an


    eyebrow, he said, "I am a model, yes. But I will not be walking down the runway this time.


    Nheless, I was also invited as a guest to attend the show. My name is Derek. Derek Ramsey.


    I''m a world-ss model."


    J''s mouth twitched slightly. What an arrogant man!


    A world-ss model? Too bad, she didn''t know him.


    Startled by his arrogance, J turned around to leave. Again, Derek stopped her.


    "Hey, don''t go. You haven''t answered my question yet."


    "So, what is it?" J asked anxiously. "I have something urgent to deal with. Please get to the


    point immediately!"


    "Are you really here to represent Draco Wesley?" asked Derek. Meanwhile, his agent was staring at


    J with suspicion.


    J nodded. Still, she had no idea what the two were up to.


    Derek''s jaw twitched a little. He looked intently at J.


    This woman had a beautiful face .Although her features weren''t particrly attractive, her icy


    demeanor set her out from the others.


    He liked the woman. She was his type.


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    "Do you want toe with us?" Derek asked her promptly. "We are going inside to see the show."


    His skepticism regarding the real identity of this stunning woman was ayed by her beauty.


    J gaped in awe as she observed him. She then nodded in agreement and said, "That''s great.


    Thank you."


    Her top priority now was to find Zuri. She had to know from Zuri herself why their show was


    cancelled.


    The three of them went to the door. Seeing J, the security guards refused their entry.


    His smile fading, Derek said icily. "She''s with me. I''ll take the responsibility if anything goes wrong.


    My face is the pass to this show."


    J was a bit nervous and afraid that wouldn''t work.