Female Novel
Chapter 557 Plot Twist.
Chapter 557 Plot Twist Even though
Emilia was down-and-out, her arrogance and competitiveness wouldn't allow her to be treated like a
doormat, especially by Christina.
She deliberately dusted her gown and said, “The brand has specially invited me to be their model. Do
you know the price of this dress I'm wearing? How expensive it is? This is a keepsake from an
exhibition. Money can't buy this. Now, it's tainted because of you. It'll be difficult to explain to the
sponsor, so you should be glad to receive only a few words of criticism from me.”
Christina looked the gown up and down and noticed the high-quality silk and the medieval royalty style.
Other than the diamond brooch pinned on Emilia’s chest, the gown’s value hadn't reached the level of
exhibition memorabilia.
The most striking part of the dress was the hand-sewn logo. Coincidentally, Christina was closely
acquainted with the designers of the brand.
She raised her brow at Emilia’s words. “Emilia, why haven't you fixed your habit of lying even after all
the lessons you learned?”
Having such an embarrassing side of her exposed in front of the crowd had anger coursing through
Emilia. She lost control of her emotions and was unable to stop from raising her voice. “Christina, hownovelbin
dare a wanton b*tch like you say anything about me!”
The commotion attracted the attention of the staff.
Worried the two women would break into a fight, the production assistant immediately ditched the work
at hand and rushed over.
“Ms. Emilia, it's almost your turn to go on the runway. The reporters are right outside. It'll affect your
image if any one of them takes a picture. You can always settle whatever issue you have between the
two of you privately.” Emilia shot a fierce glare at the production assistant, then showed him her injured
arm. “This woman hurt me, and the gown is dirtied. How can I walk the runway under such
circumstances? Won't it cast the brand in a negative light?”
The production assistant nearly blacked out when he caught the large black stain on the back of the
dress. His head throbbed in pain from the stress. All the guests invited to the fashion show tonight
might be part of the upper echelon of society, but the production assistant was merely an employee. He
would have to bear responsibility if anything happened to the specially invited model.
Assuming Christina was a spineless doormat, he immediately directed his anger at her.
“Miss, shouldn't you apologize and take responsibility for your recklessness?”
Emilia’s confidence grew when the production assistant took her side. “We should take her to the brand
manager and explain the situation.
Otherwise, things might get out of hand. After all, this dress is extremely valuable.”
Christina agreed readily, “Sure. Coincidentally, I have something to discuss with the brand manager
too. Lead the way.”
Emilia thought Christina would try to come up with an excuse to flee and had already thought up ways
to deflect them, but all of it went down the drain at Christina's response.
The production assistant demanded, “Follow me.”
Christina and Emilia trailed after the production assistant and arrived at a makeup room backstage.
He had Christina and Emilia wait at the door while he went inside to search for the brand manager.
The production assistant spoke humbly with a young woman who appeared to be of mixed-race
descent. She frowned with dissatisfaction and followed the production assistant’s gaze to look at the
two women who stood at the door. In the next instant, surprise flashed across the brand manager's
eyes as she raced toward them.
Worried the brand manager would lose her temper and make things worse, the production assistant
hurriedly followed her.
The minute she caught the brand manager approaching, Emilia opened her mouth to speak, but the
former brushed past her and engulfed Christina in an enthusiastic hug and a cheek kiss.
Her actions stunned Emilia and the production assistant.
After that, Christina and the brand manager conversed in Ferropenian, so Emilia couldn't join in on the
conversation since she couldn't understand even a lick of it.
Uneasiness rose within her. She was scared Christina would badmouth her to the brand manager.
The brand manager finally gave Emilia her attention. “You're the specially invited model for our brand?”
the brand manager asked with a crease between her brows.
Emilia swiftly shot a glance at Christina before nodding. “Yes, I'm employed for three events with your
brand. This is the first one.”
The brand manager demanded directly, “Take off your gown and hand it over to my assistant. Someone
will be coming over to talk to you about terminating your employment contract. You may leave once
you're done changing. Not any model can walk the runway for us.”
Emilia felt as though she had been struck by lightning. Staring dazedly at the brand manager, she
asked, “Shouldn't you at least give me a reason for terminating my contract?”
The brand manager folded her hands over her chest and said, “I'm the brand manager, so I have the
authority to choose and decide who walks the runway. That's my problem, and you don't have the right
to comment on my decisions.”
Emilia's face paled at her harsh words. A lingering humiliation welled up within her.
The production assistant didn't dare to say a word when he noticed the situation wasn't in his favor.
Christina turned to the brand manager. “I'll be taking my leave since I still have something to deal with.
Pass my greeting to Madam. I'll visit her when I'm free.”
The brand manager tugged on Christina's hand longingly. “We finally get to meet, and this is my first
time being in charge of a fashion show solo. With your vast experience, why don't you stay and give
me some pointers?”
Christina wanted to stay and talk since it was rare to meet an old friend, but Rayne would freak out if
she couldn't find her. Moreover, she still needed to confront Anya about the whole situation. With so
many issues pending, Christina had no choice but to turn down Andy's offer.
“I'm sorry, Andy. I still have things to do, so I can't stay here long. Let's set up a time for a meal once
the fashion show ends.”
“T'll be leaving Jadeborough right after this event ends. Since you're busy, I won't hold you any longer.
Let's talk on the phone.”
“Okay, I'm leaving. Talk to you later.”
Christina whirled around and left without sparing another backward glance.
In her urgency to keep her job, Emilia didn't have the time or effort to cause trouble for Christina. “Ms.
Andy, although there's some dispute between Christina and me, you can't terminate my contract
without investigating the issue properly.”
“You think I terminated your contract to get back at you on Christina's behalf? You're right. That's
exactly what I'm doing. You should discern who you can and can't mess with after this incident.
Production assistant, take her away already! Do you think someone with no business here should be in
the makeup room? Throw her out of here.” The brand manager's tone was dripping with disdain.
Sensing the situation had gotten more serious, the production assistant dragged Emilia to the dressing
room, ordered the staff to strip her from the dress, and tossed her out of the venue.
Shame filled Emilia at the treatment she received. Her mood plummeted.
Ignoring the requests from her friends asking for video clips of the event, she swiftly deleted the post of
her dressed in the gown. Suddenly, she caught a hurried figure passing by.
After a few seconds of hesitation, she followed the rushing figure. “May I speak with you, Ms. Gibson?”