Chapter 357

Frederick's words struck a chord with everyone in the room.

Even Olivia, who was fashionably clueless, recognized the validity of his point. The clothes were undeniably Dawnward-centric. The models themselves couldn't help but steal surprised glances at Frederick, impressed by the keen eye of this unassuming man.

A sliver of doubt wormed its way into Ivy's steely resolve. Perhaps there was more to Frederick than his initial appearance suggested.

After all, he'd demonstrably conquered the unexpected fashion assessment she'd thrown his way. To dismiss him now would be illogical.

Ivy said with a grudging sigh, "You passed the interview. Welcome aboard. You may start tomorrow."

A spark of hope ignited in Frederick's eyes.

It was a new beginning for me.

However, Ivy wasn't ready to let him off scot-free. While the fashion project remained on hold, she'd assign him a regular role, allowing him to polish his social etiquette.

There was also the matter of a certain water cup incident