All Chapters of The Billionaire's Fashion Designer : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Clarisse laughed softly as she watched the comedy reels on her phone. She sat on the bed with her legs stretched out and a pillow on her lap, her back relaxed against the bed board. She kept strolling through the platforms, reading memes, and watching skits." Let's watch some news", she said to herself and clicked the news page. She started strolling through trying to watch catchy news till a headline popped up.~ The Ferdinand downfall ~She clicked on the news and watched the news; her jaw started dropping as the newscaster broadcasted the news about the Nands' cooperation. Interestingly, when the news about the company going bankrupt, the riot from the communities who bought the company's shares invested in the company and the areas where they are constructing buildings.After broadcasting the end of the Nand's cooperation, the broadcaster went ahead to broadcast the news about the bedridden Ferdinand, revealing the video clip of Patricia trying to sneak into the hospital where

The room was busy, models trying on elegant dresses, the designers putting the finishing touch on the center wear and putting their dedication to it. Suzanne was moving up and down with Celia, trying to get everything in order, calling the services they'd hired, and preparing the hall for the show." Ah", Suzanne sighed standing in akimbo, " can't believe it's tomorrow", " The days can be so fast"," And our guests?", " They've all been reminded, we seem to have more people coming this time around"," Not seems, more people are coming, including the conglomerate", she said and started walking back to one of the departments, " that's why nothing must go wrong, nothing"," Don't worry ma'am, everything is going in order, I'm going to do the final checking now"," Especially the dresses"," Especially the dresses," they arrived at where the models were trying on the clothes.Suzanne sighed and smiled heartily, " they are breathtaking"," So gorgeous"," She is a gem in the industry ",

Suddenly, the music begins, a deep, pulsating beat that echoes through the space, drawing everyone’s attention to the runway. The first model emerges from backstage, and the show begins.She strides confidently, dressed in a structured jacket with exaggerated shoulders, paired with a flowing, asymmetrical skirt that billows behind her. The fabric catches the light as she walks, shimmering with every step. The crowd watches intently, eyes fixed on the details, the sharp tailoring, the intricate beadwork, the interplay of textures and colors. Each model that follows represents a different chapter in the designer’s vision. Some looks are sharp and angular, all hard lines and bold shapes, while others are soft and fluid, evoking a sense of ethereal movement. Metallics gleam under the spotlight, juxtaposed with delicate lace and intricate embroidery. There are unexpected pairings: sportswear elements blended with eveningwear and street style reimagined with haute couture precision. The pa

Christian placed the tuxedo back into the box, staring at it with so much admiration, and refused to close the box till he heard the creaking sound of the door opening. " What are you doing?", Clarisse asked as she strode into the room in her nightwear." Nothing, waiting for you"," You can't sleep without me? Ah", she sighed, " you're so much in love with me", she said proudly, shaking her head with a smile." Bring your little head over here." he pulled her closer and took her to stand before the mirror.She smiled staring at him through the mirror. She was still staring when she saw him round her neck with a necklace. She gasped." A necklace?".He put it on for her and held her shoulder, looking back at her in the mirror. " Do you like it?".She looked down at the necklace whose pendant is made out of diamond. Her mouth opened to speak, but no word came out." It's beautiful", the word escaped, " it's so beautiful"," Like it?".She looked back at him through the mirror and sho

On a pair of jeans short and a blue crop top, Marissa sat on the floor with a glass cup of alcohol in her right hand. She sat on the floor with her elbow resting on her knees, staring blankly into space. Her heart felt heavy, her eyes felt tired, and her busy mind kept replying to memories, not just any memory but her memories with Christian.Remembering when he first got enrolled into the school and how they bumped into each other, spilling her milk on her shirt, how he became Ryan's best friend and automatically became hers as well.She remembered how she always stared at him, how handsome his cold face was, how she was always eager and impatient to see him again the following day, and when it was weekend, she'd suggest hangout, which he never agreed to, but she and Ryan would suddenly show up in his house. She chuckled when she remembered the expression he'd give them." Ah", she heaved a deep sigh.Ryan's words started repeating in her head once again, bringing her awareness to s