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    Hazel was overjoyed with just those few words. "Dear Yvette, tonight''s party and thepetition will be even more perfect with your presence." Hazel and Yvette walked together to the front row of the party seating.


    The seating at the event was quite selective. Only judges or those with high status, like Sienna, were in the front row. Others with significant influence, like Braydon and Joe, also had prime seating. As Braydon passed by, he unexpectedly stood up.


    Hazel was certainly familiar with Braydon''s face, especially since she had previously interacted with Damian. The Goodman family was well-known in Mysonna, and everyone was aware of their influence. But Hazel wondered why Braydon appeared here. She paused her steps.


    Braydon, with an elegant demeanor, politely greeted Hazel, “Ms. Winslow, I''m Braydon." Normally, with his nature, he wouldn''t have bothered to stand up and greet her if Yvette weren''t standing next to Hazel.


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    Hazel had heard about Braydon''s reputation. She caught his look and turned to nce at Yvette, who showed no expression. She thought, ''Is there something going on between these two?''


    Hazel nodded, “Mr. Goodman, your presence truly graces our event. Please feel free to make yourself at home."


    Braydon observed that Yvette didn''t even give him a nce. He then looked at Hazel and said seriously, "I wonder if you would be willing to invite me to join you?"


    Yvette stood with her hands in her pockets. She simply gave Braydon a brief nce, as if he didn''t exist.


    Sienna, standing nearby, rolled her eyes at thement. She thought, ''Braydon really knows how to push his way forward. Given his and the Goodman family''s status, could Ms. Winslow refuse him in front of all these people? What a sly move!


    Just as Sienna anticipated, Hazel paused briefly before smiling and saying, "Of course, Mr. Goodman, please take a seat."


    As Hazel observed Braydon''s real intentions, she couldn''t help but note his keen insight, which far surpassed that of his grandfather.


    Back in the day, Damian was infamous for his yboy ways in Mysonna, always surrounded by women and frequently caught in scandals. However,


    if the young Goodman heir fancied Yvette, it was understandable. Not to mention Yvette''s talents, her looks alone could drive men crazy.


    Sienna stepped forward and whispered, "Ms. Winslow, what''s happening?"


    Snapping back to reality, Hazel asked, "Is Yvette also interested in Braydon Goodman?"


    Sienna shook her head vigorously. "Ms. Winslow, don''t joke like that. There''s no way Yvette would be interested in Braydon. She already has a boyfriend."


    Hazel nodded. She was really curious about the boyfriend Sienna talked about. She wondered, ''What kind of over a girl like Yvette?'' guy could win


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    settled into the center seats in the first row, Yvette and Sienna sat together, with Braydon across from them. everyone Hazel took the seat in the middle of the three.


    When Joe came back from chatting with models on the balcony he saw Yvette and the others sitting in the front row. He muttered a curse. He thought, ''What did Braydon do to get a seat next to Yvette?''


    Joe loved being where the action was, so he went to the front row too. He already had an invitation for a front-row seat anyway, but he wouldn''t sit somewhere quiet when there was more going on. That wouldn''t suit his gossip-loving personality at all.


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    Everyone was already trying to process their earlier shock when Joe, the young master from the Joe family, insisted on joining the group. Anyone who had seen the scene at the entrance knew Joe knew Yvette.


    They thought, ''Who is Joe heading directly for? It is pretty obvious.


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    Hazel looked at Joe, who suddenly appeared, and heard his words. Even with her usual grace, she found herself getting a bit of a headache. She wondered, ''What is going on today? These two families had been quietlypeting in Mysonna for years, and now they just have to sit together.'' Hazel nodded with a smile. "Of course, please have a seat, Mr. Yoder."


    Joe cheekily ignored the stares and sat down next to Yvette. "Hey, Yvette."


    Hazel looked at Joe, who was being surprisingly friendly towards Yvette, and eximed, "Joe, you know Yvette?"


    Joe responded, "Of course, Ms. Winslow. Yvette is closer to me than my own sister. If she had wanted to, my grandpa would have already adopted her as his god—granddaughter, but unfortunately, she didn''t.”


    Yvette sat in an incrediblyfortable position with her long legs crossed and her gazezily fixated on her phone. She casually unwrapped a piece of vani toffee and began eating it, her expression a blend of rebellion and mischief.


    Hazel didn''t give much thought to Joe''sst remark. She thought. ''Unwilling? Who wouldn''t want to be Carl Yoder''s god- granddaughter?'' She just assumed Joe was speaking offhandedly and didn''t really mean it.


    Braydon watched as Joe, ever since sitting down, had been diligently attending to Yvette-fetching water, handing over tissues, practically ready to bend down and massage Yvette''s legs like an attentive assistant.


    A menacing glint flickered in Braydon''s eyes, making it seem like he wanted to cut off Joe''s hands. A chilling aura radiated from Braydon, spreading coldness among everyone around.


    Feeling Braydon''s hostile intent towards him, Joe justughed nonchntly. Today, he was determined to make Braydon furious, so he kept being extra attentive, which only added to Braydon''s growing irritation.


    Holding a ss of wine, Hazel observed the overt and subtle tensions between Braydon and Joe with clear understanding, remainingposed. She then nced at Yvette, who sat there with a detached expression, and gently rubbed her temples. Sienna quietly took out her phone, snapped a picture, and sent it to Bruce. On the other end, Bruce saw the picture and immediately forwarded it to Jeremiah. Just like that, aplete chain ofmunication was established.


    Even for Bruce''s sake, she had to side with Mr. Chavez. There was no way she could allow Braydon to sneak in and take advantage.


    At the table sat four people, and two of them were on high alert, keeping Braydon from getting close to Yvette. After Sienna sent her message, she looked up to find the others staring at her.


    She coughed awkwardly. “Um, just taking a selfie, don''t mind me


    Yvette squinted slightly at the phone in Sienna''s hand, raised an eyebrow, paused for a few seconds, and then continued with her own phone. Sienna quickly and guiltily tucked her phone away.


    Everyone''s eyes were glued to the table where Hazel and Yvette sat, wishing they could join them. Besides Yvette, those there were all renowned figures in Mysonna, so everyone was curious about why Yvette was able to sit at the head table with them.


    The award ceremony officially began. Hazel gracefully stepped onto the stage, and the audience erupted into thunderous apuse that went on and


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    Hazel was over sixty, yet she still had that slender figure. Her skin had loosened with age, but her features were still elegant.


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    She waved to the audience from the stage. "Wee everyone to the 20th World Fashion Competition! You''ve probably seen the top three winners


    on our website. Now, I''ll be presenting the trophies, bestowing this ultimate honor in the fashion world to our top three winners."


    Hazel was always direct, never wasting words. She got straight to the point: presenting the awards to the


    top three.


    The eagerly awaited moment in the fashion world had finally arrived.