Zephyr has been famous for many years, and the pace of change in the fashion industry isn’t far behind that of the entertainment world.
Yet this man has secured his position at the top of the fashion world for nearly a decade.
He hasn’t worked for any entertainment company but has opened his own firm.
His apprentices alone are top stylists who are highly sought after in the circle.
However, Bella is not entirely unfamiliar with Zephyr, because in a past life, he was her personal makeup artist...
And now, as he appeared here, Bella almost didn’t need to guess to know why he was here.
Thinking of that man who quietly did all this for her, Bella couldn’t help but smile.
"Hello, I’m Bella Green."
Zephyr’s sharp gaze scanned her up and down for a moment, then his brows furrowed before relaxing with a hint of a smile.
"You’ve got a great foundation, and your taste is spot on. This outfit looks great on you." Zephyr praised.
Bella smiled upon hearing this. Zephyr’s discerning eye was hard to impress, so his compliment was no small feat.
Zephyr was just about to walk to the makeup table when he saw the clothes on the rack nearby. His brows immediately knitted together as his gaze landed on the clothes in Bryce Xavier’s hands.
At once, the man pursed his lips with disdain, without even sparing a glance.
Bryce Xavier holding the clothes: "..." Was he just looked down on?
"Mr. Jiang said Miss Green has another event tonight, so he sent me to style you. What style do you prefer?"
Zephyr succinctly stated his purpose.
Bella glanced at the two racks of dresses. Indeed, they were beautiful, but the style was still on the sweet side.
Following her gaze, Zephyr looked at the clothing rack, his brows furrowed, leaning against the makeup table.
"Mr. Jiang said she’s a cute and pretty girl of eighteen or nineteen, so I brought these clothes."
Actually, these clothes were quite beautiful. Bella would also look stunning in them, but after simply sizing up Bella in person, Zephyr felt something was missing.
These overly sweet and innocent styles couldn’t fully bring out her...
"Oh, this one looks good, girl, wear this one, wear this one."
Bryce Xavier was rifling through the clothes on the rack when he saw a pink, sparkly gown with shining rhinestones. Updates are released by 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝕟𝕖𝕥
Zephyr gave him a casual glance: "How did you manage to pick out the ugliest one out of twenty pieces?"
Bryce Xavier’s old face flushed crimson, then he glared at Zephyr, suddenly feeling indignantly ashamed: "Where did this little brat come from, and how is it ugly? If it’s ugly, why is it here?"
Bella’s lips twitched slightly, wishing she could quickly escort Bryce out, or else who knows what he might make her wear.
Zephyr disdainfully glanced at him: "They say Director Xu is not young and not very open-minded, turns out to be true."
Bella only felt a headache. This one was also famous in the entertainment and fashion circles for his sharp tongue.
When you put two sharp tongues together, it’s not just simple banter anymore.
"Oh my god, could you two take a break and let me finish my styling? Then you can settle this with a fight."
Bryce Xavier snorted upon hearing this, then looked at Zephyr: "You young brat, just you wait."
Then he walked out, followed by Louis Lawrence.
Zephyr raised an eyebrow, looking at Bella with a probing gaze.
Was that girl intentional or unintentional with what she said just now?
In this line of work, one must maintain a good physique. He might seem smaller in build than most, but few know his judo skills are quite formidable.
Even if two more Bryce Xaviers came along, they likely wouldn’t be able to lay a finger on him.
After a while, he finally pulled his gaze back and looked at the silent video playing on the small television on the wall.
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