Marry My Ex’s Uncle After Rebirth by Agatha Barney

The audience was seated in front of the runway, and the price of each row was different. The closer it was to the runway, the more expensive it was.

The VIP area in the first row had reached 200 thousand dollars for a seat, and each was hard to come by.

Most were female celebrities and socialites.

Even Madeline Jimenez, an Academy Award actress, attended the event.

Despite her graceful figure and alluring eyes, she gave off an air of coldness, which kept others at a distance.

Madeline was very kind to her assistant and even bought her a ticket.

Her assistant whispered, “Starlight Design Studio has adopted a new designer’s rough sketch this time. It’s said that Star hasn’t submitted the draft yet. wonder if she was excluded. Stephanie is the new designer and fiancée of Fletcher Group’s CEO, Vincent, and has a strong background.”

Madeline raised her eyebrow. “Are you saying Stephanie pulled some strings?”

The assistant blinked. “It’s very likely. Someone said that Star gave her rough sketch to Stephanie just to make her famous. Mr. Vincent Fletcher surely has contributed to it too.”

Madeline smiled slightly. “Don’t trust rumors. That’s Style Jazz Couture. They wouldn’t use a hopelessly incapable t r d. Besides, there’s no way Star is willing to be someone’s ghost designer?”

The assistant shrugged. “The Jimenez family has just moved back to Jacaster. You don’t know what happened between the Hayes and Fletcher families over the past two months, Madeline. It was such a huge commotion.”

Madeline said, “I’ve heard that Florence had stolen her sister’s fiancé and has a lot of nude photos plastered everywhere. Also, she had her sister act as her vocal double. How very shameless. We’re in the same industry, after all, so I know a couple of things about her.”

The assistant was surprised. “I didn’t expect a cool person like you to listen to gossip, Madeline.

Madeline smiled. “I’ve seen plenty of people like Florence, but I’ve never seen one as shameless.”

The assistant grinned wickedly. “I just heard someone was eager to stoke the fire and had set up a bet between Stephanie and Florence. Whoever loses will bow 30 times to the winner,”

Madeline clicked her tongue. “That’s interesting”

The assistant asked,

“Who do you think will win, Madeline?”

Madeline smiled. “Stephanie.”

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, but many people around her heard it.

They didn’t expect her to take Stephanie’s side. Believing she had good taste, many chose to side with Stephanie.

Sitting not far away, Douglas heard Madeline’s assessment, and his eyes darkened.

He grounded his teeth with hatred and thought, ‘How bold of Madeline of the Jimenez family. Isn’t she just insulting me in public? If she isn’t a member of the Jimenez family, I would have definitely taught her a lesson.

The product launch began, and the emcee was Dason Gust, a nationwide popular host.

He was greeted with applause and cheers the minute he stepped on stage.

He was hilarious and amusing. After a heated opening speech, he explained the voting rules of the event, “I hope the audience will vote according to your aesthetics because each of your votes will determine the brand’s fate. This is also our national responsibility. The chosen brand will participate in the International Golden Finger Contest, an international competition with famous brands. Thank you, everyone, for your cooperation. According to the random sequence decided priot, the contestants will have their models walk the runway accordingly. Let the product launch begint

The first brand, Meel Dawn, was produced by Zoey Apparel, ranking fourth in the nation.

They had 15 models showcase their designs and won a round of applause.

Meanwhile, Julianna watched the TV in the lounge and commented, “Meek Dawn sticks to their concept of simplicity and doesn’t dare to try a bolder style or add new elements. What a stickler for tradition, but women over 40 like it very much.”

Stephanie nodded. “Indeed, but Meek Dawn is doing well with their sales. Each brand has its own target audience, but after a while, consumers will leave

albeit slowly.”

After Meek Dawn’s models finished, the emcee returned to center stage.

He solemnly introduced the Fantasy Boutique and sang Florence’s praises. Looking at the words on his cue card, he was too embarrassed to continue.

After he finished reading, he got off the stage hurriedly.

Another 15 models took to the runway with melodious music playing in the background.

Every model had a perfect interpretation of the designs. The audience couldn’t help but praise and take photos with their phones.

Someone said, “Fantasy Boutique has beautiful designs this year. They perfectly show a woman’s curve. It’s truly amazing.”

Another said, “That’s right. The bold colors and novel styles are suitable for women in their twenties, thirties, forties, and even older. It’s really amazing.”

One person said, “How talented Florence is! I really like her work. I’ll surely vote for Fantasy Boutique.”

Another assured, “Don’t rush. Let’s see the other brands designs first.”

One said, “I don’t think there will be any other designs that will make me fall in love at first sight. I love it so much.”

Florence peered at the audience, who kept taking pictures with amazed looks, and knew that she had succeeded. “You’re dead meat, Stephanie! I’ll nail you to the hall of shame firmly today!”

At the same time, in Stephanie’s lounge, all the other designers and models were stunned, other than Stephanie and Julianna.

One of them asked, “Ms. Saunders, why is our rough sketch the same as Fantasy Boutique’s?”

Another asked, “Stephanie, did you steal Fantasy Boutique’s sketches, or had them stolen from you? Why are they the same?”

Another inquired, “We can claim Fantasy Boutique plagiarized us if we display our designs before them, but we’re last. Aren’t we just waiting to be criticized?”

One of them exclaimed, “I’m afraid Style Jazz Couture’s brand will be ruined!”

Another said, “If I had used Star’s rough sketches, this wouldn’t have happened. Tonight won’t be peaceful, regardless of who plagiarized it!”

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Another demanded, “Say something. Ms. Hayes) What’s going on? What should we do if Style Jazz Couture falls into ruin by your hand?”

Everyone was as anxious as a hen with a low in the henhouse,

However, Julianna and Stephanie remained calm.

Stephanie sughed. “I understand your feelings, but please trust me. Don’t you want to see Florence bow before me?”

The room fell into silence.

Julianna clapped her hands. “Enough. Models, get ready to get on stage! We need to demand an explariation from that plagiarizer!”

At that time, everyone finally understood why Julianna and Stephanie weren’t surprised at all. It seemed as if they had known about it.

The models no longer felt that they wore plagiarized designs, so they walked out of the lounge and onto the runway with their heads held high.

They caused an uproar the moment they stepped on stage because their designs collided with Fantasy Boutique.

A member of the audience exclaimed, “What’s going on? They look exactly the same!! I know Fantasy Boutique has already displayed their designs but is Style Jazz Couture going to display the same?”

Another speculated, “It seems that they’re going to fight. Since Style Jazz Couture dares to show the same designs, something is probably wrong with Fantasy Boutique.”

One said, “it’s hard to say. Evidence is crucial. Moreover, the current situation is favorable for Fantasy Boutique. In the fashion industry, the one who released the work first is the owner of it!

Another said, “Let’s wait and sec. They have a bet, after all How exciting!

Madeline’s assistant asked, “Madeline, who do you think is the original designer?”

Madeline answered without hesitation, “Stephanie.”

Douglas’ face darkened. He didn’t expect Stephanie’s and Florence’s designs to be the same. One of them must be the plagiarizer.

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In the s p a c i o u s exhibition center, the audience was abuzz, and even the comments in the livestream filled up the screen.

The organizers were happy. After all, hyping a topic would bring traffic and viewership.

The emcee wiped the sweat on his forehead. With his years of experience, he had never encountered such a difficult situation.

The organizers shot him a look, “It’s time for you to take the stage and discern the true designer and plagiarizer!”

The emcee was rendered speechless.