Triplets’ Mighty Mom Novel

Chapter 48 Grand Fashion Competition

The next day, Camila sent her child to school. Then, she went to where the program crew was. Under the guidance of one of the staff members, she arrived at a room backstage. Inside the room, only Big Beard, a man with a bushy beard, was busy working behind a desk. When he saw her, he immediately stood up to greet her with a smile on his face, “Camila! I promise this trip will be worth your while. This time around, the general level of skill among the participants is relatively high. So, I'm sure some of the works will catch your fancy.” Camila raised her brows. “It doesn’t matter. This is going to be the last time!” Big Beard laughingly said, “Don’t say that. It's not like it's the first time we met; 1 witnessed your journey to success!”

Back then, he was still a reporter, and she was a designer. He stalked her every single day, filming her the entire time. Therefore, he had truly witnessed her journey to success, every step of the way, up until today. If it wasn't for his request, she would never have agreed to become a judge. She glanced at him coolly. “Yeah, yeah. That is only enough to net you this favor

once.”

"If there are gains this time, won't you consider it next time?”.

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"Nope."

Big Beard looked at her emotionally. “Camila, do you know how great your influence is? This time around, the grand fashion competition managed to obtain more than 20 sponsors, including the Nolan Group, which is infamous for never participating or sponsoring events. Besides, there were thousands of submissions! Among them were submissions from various famous designers. And, they only joined because of

you."

Camila was surprised. “Even the Nolan Group?” “Yeah. You've heard of them too? That's one of the largest companies in Hendrix! In the past, they used to look down on small programs like ours. Even now, the only reason they sponsored our event is because of the power of your fame as Angel!” he said.

Pursing her lips secretly, she felt very pleased. I can't believe Silas sponsored the event because of me. What will happen when he learns that I'm Angel? Will he regret

it?

Suddenly, she looked forward to seeing his reaction when he learned that she was Angel. “Will the sponsors attend?”

“They were all invited to attend. Usually, they'd come.” Seeing that she was in a good mood, he continued his efforts in persuading her again. “What do you think? Won't you consider doing this again? Next time, you can list your own terms and conditions!” “No way; you know I hate publicity!” While talking, she gestured behind her. “I'm going to take a look around.” The fashion show was scheduled to begin at 10 AM. Even so, all the participants were already gathered here; they were busy doing their final preparations even though it wasn't even 9 AM yet.

There were a total of ten collections. However, each collection required a team of at least five or six people, which included the designer, the pattern maker, and the models. Each designer had to showcase four sets of clothing. Therefore, they needed at least five people on their team, even if the designer themselves modeled their own works on the runway. Meanwhile, the host was also reviewing the flow of the program. Despite the stage crews’ best efforts at maintaining order, backstage of this program crew was as lively and bustling as a marketplace during the day. Camila deliberately took a peek at the front hall. Quite a lot of spectators had already entered the venue, but the sponsors’ seats were empty. Well, it's still early. They certainly wouldn't arrive so early. Thus, she headed back the way she came and went to rest in the lounge prepared by the program crew. Just as she was about to take a seat, Lyla walked in with an expression of disbelief. “It's really you! Why are you here? Did you join the grand competition too?” Seeing that it was Lyla, Camila raised her brows and glared at her. “That's none of your business. Get out.”

However, Lyla did not leave. Instead, she glanced about the room, sizing it up. “Where is your team? Don't tell me it's just you?”