Vivian POV
Scarlett Hayes's pupils slightly constricted, her face drained of color. But when she met my scrutinizing gaze, she quickly averted her eyes and hurriedly pulled Isabella Blackwood away.
James scott couldn't help but tease as he watched their retreating figures, "What was that all about?"
I lowered my gaze, feeling that Scarlett's sudden appearance was a bit odd. However, my priority was to successfully secure the competition. I decided not to dwell on it and focused on organizing the sample outfits, planning to surprise Scarlett with something special later.
Scarlett POV
I had no idea how I made it back to the lounge. All I felt was my limbs growing weak and a chill running down my spine. It wasn't until my assistant handed me a cup of hot coffee that I finally sensed a bi
