Chapter 217

Franklin said in a lazy voice and teasing tone, "Sweetie, you're awake

so early. Do you want another sex?"

Hearing this, Sylvia even wanted to slap Franklin away.

She coughed, blinked, and looked at Franklin, "Captain Franklin, you

did a good job last light. I am very satisfied.”

Franklin narrowed his eyes. With a smirk, he leaned over and held her

firmly under his body. "Sweetie, let's go on."

Sylvia hurriedly pushed him away. "No, I have something important to

do today.”

She walked quickly into the bathroom and began to wash up.

After taking a shower, Sylvia found that Franklin changed into a black

suit, which made him look extremely heroic and noble, but his

handsome face was still as cold as ever.

Their sex lasted for the whole night, so both of them barely slept.

But Franklin looked energetic rather than tired.

Sylvia couldn't understand why he was so energetic.

Sylvia got a pure white dress from her suitcase. The dress was

exquisite and could outline her pretty figure, so she looked elegant and

beautiful in it.

After that, Franklin and Sylvia got downstairs.

Just as Franklin sat down, Lilian put a cup of steaming in front of him.

"Master Franklin, this is your coffee.”

Franklin glanced at Lilian indifferently and then said to Sylvia, “It's not

good to drink coffee in the morning. I want to eat the sandwich you

make."

Sylvia reluctantly glanced at him. “I'm too tired to make it."

Franklin froze, and then a smile played on his lips. He said

meaningfully, "It seems I did a little outrageously. Don't worry. I will

behave well in the future.”

Sylvia flushed at once, thinking, "What a hooligan!"

Lilian stood awkwardly at the table and watched this.

She was burning with rage.

Lilian drugged the milk last night, but it was a pity that Sylvia did not

drink it.

Therefore, Lilian decided to find another way to teach Sylvia a lesson.

Sylvia elegantly finished her breakfast, grabbed her handbag, and

walked towards the door. "See you, Franklin."

Franklin's face changed. He took a big step towards her and clasped

her wrist. "What do you mean? Where are you going?"

“Thanks for taking me in last night, but now I'm going to do my own

business. It has nothing to do with you." Sylvia looked at Franklin with

her watery eyes. She glanced at the time and found she was going to

be late.

“I'll drive you." Franklin fixed his eyes on Sylvia, wanting to see what

she was going to do.

"You should have to work today.” Sylvia raised an eyebrow.

“I'l change my shift." Franklin looked at Sylvia with great affection in his

eyes.

Words failed Sylvia. Anyway, as the president of SouthStar Airlines,

Franklin could do whatever he wanted.

How capricious!

Sylvia was in a hurry, so she didn't refuse.

“Take me to Atlantis Hotel," Sylvia got into Franklin's Lamborghini and

said.

Franklin sat in the driver's seat and grabbed her hand. He wondered

what she was going to do in Atlantis Hotel.

Sylvia pulled out her hand and began to read the messages on her

phone.

Many people were asking her in a chat group called LX.

"Ms. X, when will you arrive? We are all waiting for you."

"Hurry up and come! You didn't come to the hotel last night. Where did

you go?"

"Please come over quickly. We've waited for a long time."

Reading this, Sylvia replied, "I'll be right there."

Half an hour later, the car pulled over steadily in front of Atlantis Hotel.

Sylvia quickly got out of the car and stepped into it.

Franklin was lost for words. It seemed he was used as a driver.

What a heartless woman Sylvia was!

In a presidential suite of a hotel, the higher-ups of LX all looked solemn.

The core members of the design department were also there.

A woman dressed ably crossed her arms, saying in an impatient and

harsh voice, "The runway show of Lieilaga Fashion Week is very

important to LX. Many high-end brands will participate and introduce

their new products. In the end, there will be a selection process and

some very important awards will be given to the winners. What's up

with Ms. X? Where is she now?"

"Ms. Morton, Ms. X said she would be here soon," A designer

whispered.

Reina Morton glanced coldly at this designer and put on a long face.

"Does she really think LX will go out of business without her? Does she

think herself a diva? We're all waiting for her!"

Lleilaga Fashion Week, one of the four major fashion weeks in the

world, ranked third in terms of reputation, but it was very influential.

Generally, only local brands could win awards here.

It was very hard for foreign brands to get nominated, let alone win

awards.

This was LX's first time attending Lleilaga Fashion Week, so it was a

rare opportunity.

This was also the first time for Reina, the design director of LX, to lead

the team to be here.

She attached great importance to Lleilaga Fashion Week. At first, she

had no hope that LX could compete with local brands.

After all, few foreign brands had won awards in history.

However, recently, Reina met a jury of the fashion week, so she was

very confident now.

Reina didn't expect Designer X to be so uncooperative, which would

erode Reina's prestige in the company in the future.

Designer X was secretive all the time and had never appeared in the

company, so only a few top executives had seen her in person.

Even Reina had never seen Designer X, which, from where Reina

stood, was a kind of contempt.

Therefore, Reina had long held strong animosity and dissatisfaction

towards Designer X. She was angry that Designer X acted mysterious

even here.

Burning with rage, Reina fixed her eyes on the doorway of the suite.

All the designers were holding their breath. As a thirty-year-old single

woman, Reina was very grumpy, so no one liked her.

Reina had been resenting Designer X for a long time, and now she was

going to throw a hit.

She had wanted to snap at Designer X a long time ago, but Designer X

never came to the company.

Designer X only appeared on the due date.

Time went on.

After about ten minutes or so, someone knocked on the door.

An assistant hurried to open the door, only to see a tall and slender

woman at the door. With a mask covering half of her face, the woman

looked elegant and mysterious in a white dress. It was Sylvia, known as

Designer X.

When Sylvia stepped into the suite, she realized the tense atmosphere.

Sylvia raised an eyebrow and put a bag of a few cups of coffee on the

table. "Sorry, I'm late.”

Then she gestured for the assistant to distribute the coffee to everyone

and said indifferently, “I bought these on the way here for you."

"Thank you, Ms. X."

"Wow, I love the coffee of this cafe the most.”

"We love you so much, Ms. X."

Reina narrowed her eyes, glanced at Sylvia, and said disdainfully, "Ms.

X, you're twenty minutes late. Everyone is waiting for you. By the way,

as the chief designer, why do you never show your true face? You will

tarnish our brand image with this look."

Hearing this, Sylvia looked toward Reina coldly with a smile. "Ms.

Morton, I don't think LX's image depends on what I wear. It depends on

our products.”

"How dare you!" Reina didn't expect Sylvia to be so tough. She took a

deep breath and smiled. "Ms. X, I didn't expect you to be so sharp-

tongued.”

Sylvia took a sip of coffee and said, "I didn't expect Ms. Morton to be so

mean."

As the design director, Reina was always outshone by Sylvia, who was

known as a genius designer.

Thus, a strong gust of hatred welled up in Reina's chest.

With sharp eyes, Reina got a good idea, "Ms. X, do you want to make a

bet?"

Sylvia's pretty eyes were cold. Even if she wore a pair of flat shoes, she

was still taller than Reina, who was wearing high heels. Sylvia looked

down at Reina, cold and noble.

Sylvia was born beautiful. Although half of her face was covered by the

mask, the others were sure that she boasted a perfect face.

She absently took another sip of coffee. "Ms. Morton, just go ahead."

Sylvia's indifference greatly annoyed Reina.

Trembling with anger, Reina looked up into Sylvia's eyes and said with

a long face, "Your LX series and my LS series both attend the fashion

week on behalf of LX. If LS series wins the award, you must resign and

leave the company. If you win the award, I'll go. Is that OK?"

Reina’'s words stunned everyone present.

LX series and LS series could not be mentioned in the same breath at

all.

LX series was mainly aimed at high-end customers, celebrities, and

noblewomen.

LS series mainly targeted middle-class and white-collar workers.

Because of its large target customer group, LS series always had

higher total sales than LX series.

But as a high-end series, LX series enjoyed an excellent reputation

among the noblewomen, so the new products would be sold out as

soon as they were launched.

Therefore, there was no comparison between LX series and LS series.

A designer named Shiloh Prince, who had a good relationship with

Sylvia, frowned and said, "Ms. Morton, don't you think you're pushing

Ms. X too far?"

Reina sneered. "Shiloh, the show hasn't even begun. You are so

unconfident about your products.”