What did I tell you?

Pamela's p.o.v

"...with that, I present to you Markinson establishment's newest designs" Royal announced into the microphone and stepped aside as the people clapped.

The hall fell silent and all eyes were glued to the white screen, awaiting the designs which were…terrible?

What the heck were we looking at? That faded stiletto looks like it was made by some tired shoe maker from centuries ago.

The entire hall was suddenly full of murmurs and angry faces. I was so lost, I looked at Charles and from this angle I could see his brows were creased and he looked confused as well.

It didn't look like he did this…then how did…

"Stop the slide show, right now!" Royal growled, enraged and the slide show stopped.

"I wouldn't wear that gown even if it was the last clothing on earth" Mia said and I leaned closer to her.

"I promise that those aren't Charles' designs" I whispered. The least I could do was defend him.

"Oh, I know," She said, staring straight at Royal who was talking to one of his men