Chapter 174 A Mysterious Gift
Eugene replied to him politely, “Thank you, please come in!”
Instead of moving into the studio, Marcus stood on the spot and turned to look at the superstars who were filling in. “Olivia, they came here for your reputation. Just give them a discount.”
Olivia knew very well that the superstars did not come here for her. Perhaps Marcus asked them to come, which they obliged to. Anyway, she smiled at them and agreed, “That’s not a problem. If Marcus says so, I will offer him a family discount. Ladies, please take a look around. For you, everything is 12% percent off.”
Upon hearing that, the women showed excited reactions. “Thank you, Olivia!”
Across the street, Anna’s fashion studio was unusually lonely. She stood at the display window and observed the cars driving over to Olivia’s studio, which had piles of flower baskets at the entrance. Olivia even put up ads on the billboards around the city as if she was worried that no one would notice her opening ceremony.
What a show-off! The more she shows off, the sooner bad luck befalls her! Anna thought to herself with resentment.
Sarah stood beside her with envy in her eyes. Ever since Anna was exposed for plagiarising at the competition, her studio lost a lot of business, and all employees left except for Sarah. All of a sudden, she tugged at Anna.
“Miss Anna, they’re wearing items from Olivia’s studio, right? Just now, I saw Gillian Thompson arriving in a different outfit. She must have changed.”
Following Sarah’s gaze, Anna noticed that not only Gillian Thompson changed her outfit. Jean Ford, Abby Elliot, and Ruth Paxton, the stars she was familiar with, had changed into outfits from Olivia’s studio as if they were promoting the designer for free.
I hate this! I hate this so much!
Anna’s fingernails dug into the flesh of her palm in envy, but she did not feel the pain at all. Dealing with the divorce request from Hugo Gray, her son’s alienation from her, and the cold reception from her doting father, Anna lost both her reputation and her family. On top of that, her only studio was about to shut down.
As for Olivia, she looked merry, swimming around different men, her career and her relationships looking bright and promising. In Summer City, most residents must have heard of Olivia Maxwell.
Anna was really skeptical as to why did the men around Olivia not bat an eye about her past? Didn’t they find it disgusting that she had slept with a beggar underneath Jordan Bridge?
Why would they please her one after another?
Oh, right! Perhaps they were totally in the dark about Olivia’s past!
At the thought of that, a cruel smile appeared on Anna’s face. She thought that she should give things a push.
On the other side, Olivia was stunned by the sight of the superstars dressed in her designs.
“Olivia, how is it? Isn’t my marketing idea brilliant?” Marcus beamed at her, to which she replied with a nod and a smile. “Yeah. Thank you, everyone.”
Eugene lifted a brow in amusement because he wasn’t expecting a stroke of genius from Marcus. Indeed, the power of superstars was the best marketing.
Eugene’s ads shocked the entire Summer City, but Marcus’s ad was directed at a targeted audience.
Clad in Olivia’s outfits, the superstars started to do a catwalk at the entrance of the studio, which successfully attracted a lot of attention from passersby.
Suddenly, another car approached the studio and rolled to a stop at the entrance.
This time, Eugene and Olivia exchanged a glance because this was a van, which looked nothing like what a guest would ride. The van driver hopped off and asked, “Who’s Olivia Maxwell?”
She went up to him. “I am.”
The driver grunted and handed her a pen in a professional manner. “Please sign this.”
She took the pen and signed while asking, “What’s that?”
The driver answered, “A money tree.”
Astonished, Olivia gasped, “A money tree? Where is it from?”
“I don’t know either. I’m just a delivery man. Isn’t the sender address written on the delivery slip?”
