Chapter 82

“Never!” Ivy exclaimed. “I despise Iris. I’d never go soft on her.”

“Good,” Mrs. Rose said. “By the way, what’s been keeping you so busy lately?”Ivy’s face lit up.

“After the fashion show, a lot of top brands were amazed by my designs. They offered me collaborations. I’ve been busy. Soon, I’ll be the number one fashion designer and model in the world.

”Mrs. Rose beamed with pride. “You’re so hardworking and focused. I’m proud of you. But I have to ask you something important.

At the show, you showcased many amazing pieces, which you said you drew yourself. We both know you can’t draw or sketch. So how did those designs come about?”

Ivy’s eyes widened, clearly uncomfortable. “Well, Mum...” she began, struggling to find the right words.Mrs. Rose leaned in, her eyes narrowing.

“Tell me the truth, Ivy.”Ivy sighed, realizing she couldn’t lie her way out. “Okay, Mum. I didn’t design those pieces myself. I hired a talented designer to create them. I knew I needed something extraordinary t