Chapter 885

Chapter 885:

When the salon was about to start, they headed downstairs.

But they didn’t go together.

Marcus took the central staircase while Madisyn used the elevator to reach the first floor. Everyone’s attention was so focused on Marcus that no one seemed to notice Madisyn, who was also coming down from upstairs.

As Madisyn stepped onto the first floor, her eyes naturally drifted to Marcus, standing at the center of the room, surrounded by a group of well-dressed individuals, all eager to speak with him.

Evita suddenly appeared, sitting next to Marcus and greeting him, instantly drawing envious glances from everyone around.

This return to her former prominence made Evita feel a bit dazed.

Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, she noticed Madisyn approaching.

Her eyes narrowed, and she frowned slightly.

Madisyn wasn’t a fashion designer. Why was she here?

As far as Evita knew, Edge Entertainment wasn’t involved in the fashion business.

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And it was Madisyn who had saved Marcus. Could it be that Madisyn had come here to ask for a reward?

In that case, wouldn’t she be exposed?

“Mr. Vaughn, it seems an uninvited guest has come to our salon,” Evita said.

“Huh?” Marcus looked confused.

Evita glanced at Madisyn and, with a hint of mockery, said, “This lady doesn’t seem to be a fashion designer.”

The room fell into a brief, almost palpable silence as all eyes turned toward Madisyn.

The gathered guests were surprised to see her there.

Some were eager to witness the unfolding drama, as Evita and Madisyn had recently made headlines.

Not long ago, Evita had been the subject of gossip and criticism.

But suddenly, the tide had turned. Would Madisyn regret it?

“Everyone here is my guest. I personally invited them. Whether or not they are fashion designers, as long as they have a passion for fashion, we can all share and exchange ideas,” Marcus announced.

Evita pressed her lips together, a hint of skepticism in her gaze. She couldn’t help but think that Madisyn was only here because of her family’s influence.

Undeterred, Evita resumed her professional conversation with Marcus, while Madisyn, serene and unbothered, quietly sipped her coffee.

Truth be told, Madisyn could have left ages ago, but Andrew had promised to pick her up later. With little else to do, she decided to linger for a while longer.

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