Paula stood beside Alison, wide-eyed with astonishment, as Carson calmly swung his scissors, cutting each piece of clothing that had just been purchased. The ordinarily cheerful atmosphere of the boutique suddenly turned tense. The boutique was filled with whispers of people who were also stunned at Carson's actions. A dozen expensive clothes that had just been paid for with a large amount of money were now being cut individually. Several dresses were already scattered on the floor in pieces. They were no longer dresses.Paula felt her heart rippling seeing those luxurious fabrics destroyed just like that. She bit her lower lip, trying hard to understand the reason behind the action. "Why would Carson do that?" she thought, her head filled with unanswered questions. "Wouldn't it be better if those clothes were brought back home? It's a complete waste of money. We're not that rich to waste tens of thousands of dollars."Alison stood by Paula's side and couldn't hide her shocked express

The woman who owned the boutique still did not believe that her boutique would be destroyed or go bankrupt. This business she had built had been going on for years. She thought it was impossible that it could be ruined by the words of a stranger who she didn't even know who he was."That nonsense won't happen," she said confidently.Carson stood firm in front of the woman who owned the boutique. His gaze was filled with a deep sense of confidence. He was sure that what he said would happen. She had many subordinates that she could order to destroy this boutique."I understand if you feel skeptical. However, don't take this warning lightly. I know what I'm talking about. If you do not address the issues at hand, not only will your boutique be destroyed, but your reputation and everything you have built up over the years will also be ruined. Your ethics and actions make me angry."The woman looked at Carson with conviction. "I don't believe that your words could destroy my boutique. Thi

They went inside the house. Paula and Alison prepared everything they could. Anything to make Vani feel comfortable in their home. Of course, they would do their best because they didn't want to make a wrong impression on Vani.After everything was prepared, they sat on the sofa, and Vani took out her design papers and placed them on the table. "So, what do you guys want from the dress I want to make?" she asked in a friendly tone as if she had known them for years. I want to hear your ideas. I'll make it just the way you want it. Just take a look at my designs for reference."Paula and Alison looked at each other, confusion and excitement mingling. "I want something elegant but still modern," Paula said. "Something that makes me feel confident and special in front of people. Everyone will look at me with admiration."Alison adds, "And maybe a little touch of bold color. I want it to reflect a strong personality."Vani nodded, her smile growing wider. "Good. I love your passion and id

Paula stood in front of the mirror in her room, watching her reflection with a cheerful smile. "I can't wait for this party," she said excitedly. She envisioned all the details that had been planned: music, the decorations, and, of course, the guests.Paula had no idea that she was going to have a party. Carson had just said that 10 minutes ago. When she heard that, Paula was immediately happy. She couldn't hide her happiness. Paula kept smiling because she was pleased.She rubbed her new dress, hanging in the closet and sparkling in the light. "It's going to be an amazing dress," she thought, though a little doubt crept into her mind. However, she tried to push the negative thoughts away. "People will see another side of me. This time, they won't be able to insult me anymore. I'm wearing a dress made by Vani, the number one designer in the world."Paula stares out the window, envisioning a warm, laughter-filled party atmosphere. "I hope everything goes well," she murmured, determined

"Don't touch our dress with your filthy hands," Paula insisted, her voice shrill. "This dress is costly, made by the famous designer, Vani." She gave Jane a sharp look as if daring her to continue.Jane and her friends exchanged glances, their laughter filling the air. "Maybe they think it's a fancy dress, but it looks awful," sneered one of her friends. "They say it's Vani's? That's ridiculous. There's no way they could have done that. Vani must be busy; there's no way she would spend time on you, poor people."Alison felt a pain in her chest. Every word that came out seemed to stab her, shaking her confidence. She tried to smile, but the trembling in her hands couldn't stop."You're the stupid one. You know nothing," Paula shouted, looking at her with hatred. "We know the true quality. Meanwhile, you don't understand."Paula's glare made Alison feel slightly better, but Jane's cynical gaze still hung. The party atmosphere was suddenly tense, with sparks of hatred between them. Jane