Chapter 78

Today LX rolled out new couture collection, and the fashion show had

been held abroad. It was said that the mysterious Designer X of LX had

attended it.

This time, all the new designs were launched simultaneously all over

the world.

Honey was slim. The tight dress outlined her figure very well, revealing

her long straight legs, which were very eye-catching.

The person in charge of LX and the head of LX Shoppe greeted Honey

and began to communicate with her on the workflow.

Some of the photographers were hired by Rose, and some were invited

by the brand.

Therefore, even though Honey was not valued by the entertainment

company of Maskelyne Group, the media didn't make things difficult for

her.

After the shooting, the person in charge of the brand came over and

shook hands with her. "Ms. Bennett, our designer Ms. X likes your

figure very much. She thinks you can fully illustrate our brand concept.”

Honey was flattered. "Ms. X speaks so highly of me?"

The person in charge was at a loss for what to say, because what Ms.

X said was-- "With a slim figure and lousy big boobs, Honey looks good

in this dress."

He paused for a while, "Yes, Ms. X is very satisfied with your figure.”

Honey almost burst into tears of joy. It was a great honor to be

appreciated by Ms. X. "Please express my thanks to her."

"You're welcome, Ms. Bennett." The person in charge thought, “If you

know what she actually said, you won't be thankful."

In fact, she was not so much of a shop manager as a shopping guide,

who had to take pictures for the clients.

LX was not an international brand, but it was in vogue. It outperformed

other brands with its new styles. The design of Designer X was very

eye-catching and was very popular among the noble ladies.

And most importantly, LX only sold clothes of every style in three

different sizes. When the three clothes of certain style were sold out,

LX wouldn't sell them again.

It could be said that all the clothes of LX were limited editions. There

were about 100 LX shoppes in the world, and each style was sold in

three sizes, which meant that there were only about 300 clothes of

each style in the world.

In the upper-class society, anyone who wore LX clothes would be

proud.

The clothes of LX were so popular. The new designs would be sold out

as soon as they were launched.

Whoever came later would end up getting nothing.

And the designer of LX, Ms. X would always be a trending topic when

the new collection of LX was launched. She was mysterious and never

showed up in public.

This time, Honey was in ecstatic, because Rose promised to make her

a trending topic and the person in charge encouraged her.

When she saw someone enter the shop, she immediately showed a

perfect smile and walked over. "Hello, Miss, what can I do for you?"

The woman walked in was wearing a black dress with curly hair. It was

Tiffany. When she saw Honey, she looked at Honey with disgust. "It's

you. Why are you here?"

Tiffany suspected that she had gone to the wrong shoppe.

Honey recognized Tiffany. Her hatred towards Tiffany was beyond

description. She noticed the disgust in Tiffany's eyes, but she

suppressed the urge to argue with Tiffany at the thought of her task

today.

No matter what, Honey wouldn't let Tiffany screw up her good

opportunity to be on the trending topic, so she said politely, "Miss

Evans, what do you want to buy? These are all the new designs of our

shop. I can recommend them to you."

Tiffany sneered. "Can you? What? You quit the showbiz, and came

here to be a shop assistant? Well, it's a promising job now and suits

you well."

Her tone was extremely ironic.

When the manager of the brand saw Tiffany's sullen face, she

immediately came over, "Miss Evans, long time no see. Let me serve

you."

Tiffany stared at Honey, with unconcealed disgust in her eyes. "No,

thanks. I just want this new saleswoman to recommend clothes to me

and I want to know her taste. If she does a good job, I will give tips, but

if not, I advise you to fire her."

Suppressing her anger, Honey put on a fake smile, "Miss Evans, this

way please."

Keeping smiling, Honey cursed Tiffany hatefully within herself.

Franklin sat in the rest area not far away and fiddled with his phone.

At this moment, Tiffany said, "Franklin, come here and help me check if

I look good in this dress.”

A trace of impatience flashed across Franklin's eyes, but he still stood

up and walked towards the LX Shoppe.

After hearing the name, "Franklin", Honey looked at Tiffany with

jealousy. How did this bitch make Franklin go shopping with her?

Franklin walked over and glanced at Tiffany coldly. “Not bad."

"Hello, Mr. Maskelyne." Honey smiled at Franklin.

Franklin cast a cold glance at her and saw a stacked woman looking at

him with a disgusting smile.

Who was she?

He frowned impatiently and nodded, which was a form of a greeting.

At this moment, the person in charge of the brand and the shop

manager suddenly stood up and walked towards a tall and elegant

woman. “Miss Andrews, you are here."

"Miss Andrews, today our one-day shop manager is Ms. Bennett."

"Miss Andrews, the new designs sell well. Do you want to have a look?"

With a cold face, Sylvia raised her hand and interrupted them, "I see. I

can walk around by myself."

Hearing this, the two didn't dare to say anything more.

They followed Sylvia silently, as if they were... Sylvia's henchmen.

As soon as Sylvia stepped into the shop, she felt a fervent stare on her.

Frowning slightly, she raised her head and found Franklin was staring

at her.

Franklin?

Why was he here?

To accompany Honey?

But soon, she found that she was wrong.

As if declaring her possession of Franklin, Tiffany pulled Franklin's arm

and said in a coquettish voice, "Franklin, look at me. How is this

dress?"

Oh, he was shopping with Tiffany.

Honey glared at Tiffany's hands angrily. She didn't even dare to touch

Franklin. How could this bitch grab Franklin's arms?

She was pissed off.

Fortunately, she was a star and good at controlling her face.

Otherwise, she must have a hideous face because of anger. If she was

photographed by the media, it would make the news!