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Chapter 114

    Chapter 114


    The girl did not expect Leah to react like this.


    Perhaps people liked to pick on her because she had an innocent face.


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    Becky threw the hairpin in her hand and red at Leah coldly. “Excuse me? I am perfect in every way,


    even my cousin said that I’d win this time. If Cindy were to be here, it would increase my chances of


    winning. An unknown woman like you will only hold me back.”


    Leah chuckled as Becky kept talking about how she wanted Cindy to style her jewelry. However, she


    did not realize that Cindy was standing right in front of her at that moment.


    The organizers did not pay the jewelry designers much when they invited them. They attended the


    event because of fame and fortune. So, Leah did not intend to care about the girl.


    Upon seeing that, Leah nodded. “Have it your way then.”


    As soon as she was done speaking, she turned to another woman and continued, “Come here, I’ll style


    your jewelry for you.”


    The woman walked over and smiled awkwardly at Leah. “Hello, I’m Emma y.”


    She hesitated and nced at Becky. Then said, “Becky didn’t mean to be mad at you, I think it’s


    because thispetition means a lot to her, so she’s quite worked up about it. She’s just immature, no


    harsh feelings.”


    “Yeah.” The girl next to her interrupted. She then continued, “Becky’s cousin has a lot of authority, so


    she’s arrogant. She’s usually not like this.”


    Leah grinned and stayed silent after listening to their words.


    Being arrogant was different from being impolite.


    Becky did not want Leah to style her jewelry. So, she did not have a reason to convince her to do so.


    Becky left Leah and went to the other dressing room.


    She looked inside every dressing room one after another. Then, her eyes were fixed on a dressing


    room where Serena was in.


    “Excuse me, is Miss Coleman here?” Becky knocked on the door and grinned. Her expression was


    completely differentpared to when she was with Leah.


    The girls in the dressing room turned their heads toward Becky. They wanted to chase her out but they


    remained silent.


    “Who’s looking for me?” A face appeared from behind the door. Serena came over and asked out of


    curiosity.


    Becky was startled by her sudden appearance and then smiled. “Hi, I’m Becky Hills. I came to ask if


    you could style my jewelry for me. I’ve admired you for a really long time.”


    Serena nced at Becky and looked at the time repeatedly. “The show is about to start. What


    happened to your stylist?”


    “Byparison, I like you even more. I believe I’ll be able to shine during Fashion Week with your


    help. Besides, you’ll increase your poprity too.” Becky answered with a smile.


    Serena frowned as she heard those words.


    She felt as if the girl in front of her was arrogant and frustrating to deal with.


    “Oh, I’m not interested. I can still gain poprity without you.” Serena said coldly.


    “Please, Miss Coleman. I admire you. Please give me a chance.” Becky gritted her teeth and pleaded


    softly.


    Serena nced at her and shoved the girl’s hand away. “I’m sorry, I don’t have much time. The


    organizers already assigned five models for me. I don’t want to be a saint.”


    “Please. I’m willing to pay you.” Becky continued.


    Serena sneered. “Pay me? Do you have any idea how I’m getting paid, girl? You can’t afford it. I don’t


    have time to waste. As you can see, I’m still working, Please leave.”


    As soon as Becky heard those words, her face flushed red and grasped her dress tightly. There was a


    trace of resentment in her eyes.


    However, she could only lower her ego and beg Serena to win the championship.


    After all, she did not know where Cindy was and what she looked like. So it was safer for her to ask


    Serena for help.


    Becky was about to step forward when the door flung open.


    She halted.


    “Who is it now?” Serenained when she heard the door open.


    It was Leah who came in. Leah was stunned when she saw Becky in the room.


    Leah quickly kept herposure and walked into the dressing room. “Do you have a needle and


    thread? Can I have it?”


    Serena’s annoyed expression turned into a smile as soon as she heard Leah’s voice.


    She was about to reply to Leah but Becky interrupted her before Serena could speak.


    “Why are you here?” Becky asked arrogantly.


    Becky assumed Serena disliked Leah because of her impatient tone earlier.


    Leah raised her eyebrows and red at Becky. “What’s wrong? Can’t Ie in here?”


    “This is Miss Coleman’s dressing room. Small stylists like you shouldn’t be barging into someone else’s


    room without permission.”


    Becky sped her hands and looked at Leah with admiration.


    Leah’s lips trembled, wanting to say something.


    Serena pulled Becky over all of a sudden and red at her. “What are you talking about, you little


    brat?”


    “Miss Coleman?” Becky did not understand what was going on.


    Serena red at her and protected Leah. “Do you have any idea who you’re talking to?”


    Becky gulped and looked at Leah. She was confused.


    Does she know Serena?


    “My time is precious, now please get out.” Serena ordered Becky to leave.


    Becky’s face was red. She could not bear everyone looking at her. She mmed the door and left


    immediately.


    After Becky left, Serena took out the needle and thread from her bag and questioned Leah. “What’s up


    with that girl? Do you know her? She seemed to hate you.”


    “I have no idea. She was probably spoiled.” Leah took the needle and thread from her and said half-


    heartedly, “I’ll be going now.”


    “Aren’t you a jewelry designer? Why would you need a needle and thread?”
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