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    Hazel smiled and handed the microphone to Yvette, making a gesturing motion. Yvette nced at her and then looked down at the silent audience, their faces filled with shock. With a calm expression and cool demeanor, she softly said, "Thank


    you."


    After speaking. Yvette left the stage and sat back in the first row. The whole award eptance took less than a minute, leaving the audiencepletely stunned.


    This was the simplest eptance speech since the fashionpetition started. No fancy words, no emotional tears, just at in Thank you


    Hazel stood at the side of the stage, watching Yvette leave after saying those two words. Though she was aposed person, she could not help but raise an eyebrow. Although she was surprised, there was no discontent on her face.


    Hazel thought, "It''s already something that Yvette stood up in front of everyone today. It''s unrealistic to expect her to say more than a few words. She has never been one to talk much.


    "Usually, winners talk about how they worked hard to learn design and where their inspiration came from. If Yvette were to speak, who knows how many designers there might get annoyed


    "Yvette has only been learning design and tailoring for two months. There''s no hardships she has gone through for it. She can remember all the rted books she has read and all the designs she has seen. People like her are naturally born winners from the start.


    "Fashion design needs ny percent talent and only ten percent effort. I''ve seen many people who work hard without the talent, and they usually don''t make much progress."


    Braydon was the first in the audience to start pping, followed by Sienna and Joe. Gradually, more people recovered from their shock and began pping. Everyone was looking at Yvette as she walked off the stage. It was hard for them to imagine she was the boss behind Vibe.N?velDrama.Org: owner of this content.


    Some people even spected about Yvette''s age, and when they realized she might have been underage when Vibe was established, they were even more shocked. Plus, Braydon had just said that Yvette owned three diamond mines worth billions in Afria.


    Especially those who just called Yvette a nouveau riche, their faces flushed with embarrassment, and they lowered their heads. They thought, "How could Yvette be a nouveau riche? Clearly, she is the ultimate trendsetter in the fashion world. How could the owner of Vibe be short of gowns and haute couture?


    "Vibe''s exclusive haute couture is something that models and actors dream of borrowing but cannot get their hands on."


    Hazel looked at the audience, all wide-eyed and open-mouthed She knew today''s events had deeply impacted the fashion crowd. The revtion that Yvette was the mastermind behind Vibe was sure to be the top headline in the fashion world


    tomorrow.


    Hazel nced at Yvette in the audience, who was lounging with one leg crossed. Once again, she expressed her admiration for Yvette before designers from around the world, praising her generously.


    In a gentle tone, she said, "Yvette is the owner of Vibe and the most talented designer I''ve ever met. I hope to see her remarkable designs at thepetition next year. I dere thispetition a great sess."


    The apuse thundered once more as the 20th World Fashion Competition officially came to an end. The media outside had already learned that Yvette was the owner of Vibe. As soon Yvette and Sienna exited the venue, a crowd of reporters rushed toward them.


    All the media outlets wanted to be the first to interview Yvette, leaving the second and third-ce winners ignored


    A reporter asked, “Are you the secret owner of Vibe? Ms. Zeller, why did you keep your identity hidden for so many years


    "It''s always been Sienna in the spotlight. Ms. Zeller, do you have ome unspeakable reasons? Also, where did the inspiration for your designe from?"


    The Nameless series has been called the most impressive work in years by fashion icon Hazel. Ms. Zeller, do you think this praise is over the top?" The media in Mysonna were surprised to find that the owner of Vibe was such a young girl from Clusia. Their questions were sharp and obviously had an agenda.


    Braydon stood a little distance away, observing Yvette, who had her hands shoved into her pockets, looking a bit impatient. As he was about to step forward, Joe reached out to stop him.


    Joe, with aid-back attitude, looked at Braydon and said, "Braydon, do you really think Yvette is the type who needs you to y the hero? Wake up. Remember those two years we spent in the Seventy-Two Chambers? For old times'' sake, my advice: don''t embarrass yourself. You just took control of your family''s power; it''s not the best time for you to make headlines."


    Although Joe usually seemed unserious, he was more perceptive than Braydon and hit the nail on the head. Braydon red at Joe fiercely, as if he wanted to beat him.


    Joe was not intimidated at all. The two of them were quietly shing where no one was paying attention.


    When Sienna heard the reporters'' statements, her face turned cold. Having dealt with the media for so many years, she knew these questions were set to trap Yvette.


    She thought, "Today''s media will stop at nothing for attention. If Yvette makes even a small slip-up, the media will seize it and blow it out of proportion."


    Yvette looked at the reporters ahead and held the microphone with a rebellious aura. Her demeanor was cool and aloof, her lips slightly curved in a smirk, yet her eyes held no trace of amusement.


    Yvette casually put her hands in her pockets and told the reporters around her, “Move aside."


    Yvette''s refusal to answer their questions took all the reporters by surprise. These reporters were used to being pushy, never having met such an uncooperative interviewee.


    When they wanted to press on with more questions, Yvette''s deep and cold eyes made them silent. The words they wanted to say were swallowed back under Yvette''s cold gaze.


    Sienna gave a cold huff. She thought, "How could they ask that kind of question in front of Yvette? They''re just asking for trouble. Yvette won''t tolerate them at all."


    Yvette kept walking, and the reporters in her way automatically stepped aside, giving her a clear path to the elevator doors.


    A local gossip reporter, observing Yvette''s wless features and eger to dig up some juicy news, shouted at Yvette''s back. "Ms. Zeller, are you still single? There must be a lot of guys after you, so could you share your standards of choosing a mate?"


    The shout brought silence back to the entrance. Even Braydon and Joe paused.


    Braydon watched Yvette heading toward the elevator. He wanted to follow her, but Joe stubbornly blocked his way, being a real nuisance to him. Yvette paused, turned around, and looked at the reporter who asked the question with a calm demeanor. "My boyfriend is my standard of choosing a mate


    As soon as she finished speaking, the elevator doors opened, and tall, striking figure slowly came into view of everyone. Inside the clevator stood a man in a ck suit, with sharp browsangled up and thin lips pursed. His chiseled facial features


    framed piercing blue eyes and seemed almost handcrafied.


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