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The models received the news and immediately started the fashion show.
Millie Langley showed a surprised expression and exclaimed, "Oh no, how did it start already? We still have a few models who aren’t ready yet."
But the music outside had already begun, and it was too late.
So, they could only let the prepared models go out first, while the others scrambled to get ready. Fortunately, they managed to catch up at the last moment.
Elysian’s jewelry launch fashion show ended, and a round of enthusiastic applause rose from the audience.
Nina Sinclair stood at the back, watching, her expression slightly dazed.
Her first jewelry design show was dead on arrival and never got to be held. Although most designs weren’t hers in this show, it seemed to fulfill her dream from years ago.
At this moment, she felt that her decision to join Julian Lancaster’s company back then was absolutely correct.
After the show ended, many people lingered around the venue, chatting with each other.
Today seemed to be just Elysian’s new product launch, but in reality, many distinguished guests attended. It was a golden opportunity to expand one’s network, and no one would pass up such an opportunity.
As the president of Sinclair Group, Byron Sinclair also had plenty of people approaching him for conversation.
Vincent Lancaster followed alongside Byron Sinclair, feeling like he had become the person everyone sought after, looking very pleased with himself.
Such opportunities never belonged to him before, only Julian Lancaster had the privilege of standing beside Old Master Lancaster and being introduced to the business elites.
In the future, he would stand taller and go further, perhaps even crushing Julian Lancaster!
Vincent noticed out of the corner of his eye a man who had been following him since the start, frowning, not understanding why this freeloader kept tagging along with them.
Did he think Byron Sinclair would help him?
He really overestimates himself, how laughable!
The thing Vincent feared happened. Byron Sinclair was indeed politely conversing with Julian Lancaster among the crowd of wealthy elites. He was so enraged his eyes turned red, wishing he could immediately drive this wretched chauffeur away.
At this moment, Sierra Sinclair stood in the corner.
Her eyes looked darkly in the direction of Byron Sinclair and Vincent Lancaster. During the show, she couldn’t speak or interact, but now would be different. If Byron Sinclair and Vincent Lancaster started talking, her false identity could be exposed at any moment.
What to do? What should I do now?!
Quickly, Sierra Sinclair gritted her teeth, grateful she had a backup plan. Where was Mr. Mike now?
She pulled Rhonda to a more secluded area and sternly asked, "Didn’t you say Mr. Mike would come? Where is he now?"
Rhonda apologized, "I just got a call from Mr. Mike. He said something came up but he’ll be here shortly."
Hearing this, Sierra’s tense face finally relaxed a little.
She gently smirked and instructed, "Quickly gather all the reporters, and say I’m going to announce news about Queen."
"Okay, I’ll arrange it right away."
After Rhonda left, Sierra’s smile deepened. Soon she would announce that Nina Sinclair is Queen, and then let Mr. Mike expose her.
At that time, all attention would be on Nina Sinclair, and she wouldn’t need to worry about her own impersonation of the Sinclair heiress being revealed.
Nina Sinclair, oh Nina Sinclair, you’re just too annoying, so you’ll just have to serve as my shield!