Ella fell into silence as she listened to Wilson.

Wilson lapsed into silence as well.

It wasn't like she was trying to knock their Ms. Ford, at least not in front of Patrick in the car, so she held her tongue.

I don't say anything now for fear of getting hit in the face when the time comes.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Ella suddenly responded, "Oh."

Wilson looks at Ella.

What's the "oh" for?

Is there still talk of inbound or is ...... out of the question.

Wilson is really afraid to confirm it.

So when the day came on Saturday, and she carefully messaged to ask if she needed company to pick out a dress, Ella sent her a direct message with a locator.

She knew it.

Their Ms. Ford, for one, is not one to rest on her laurels.

She hurried over to High Fashion Dresses and saw Ella picking out a dress from Linda's, and to top it off, Alice was there too.

At the moment the SA in the dress area is seriously helping them introduce their dresses.

No one was afraid to offend anyone, but was clearly more enthusiastic about Alice.

Wilson steps up next to Ella without a trace.

Then the SA was heard complimenting Alice, "Ms. Hamilton, just now our design director, Mr. James, made a special note that Linda's high fashion gown, Ms. Hamilton can wear it as she pleases. Looking forward to your shining appearance tonight."

Alice's mouth pulled into a smug grin, and at that moment seemed to glance askance at Ella with her afterimage, just with a clear sense of superiority, "Didn't James introduce me to two of them?"

"Of course." SA quickly said, "These two sets over here, Mr. James said they fit Ms. Hamilton very well.Ms. Hamilton can try them on, they are our family's staple today, and the model will display them tonight. But if Ms. Hamilton picks it, we will change the model's gown and Ms. Hamilton will display it."

"Try this one on." Alice pointed to the long-tailed gold gown in front of her.

SA hurriedly had her removed and then led her into the changing room.

Ella is still picking out her dress.

Just now, naturally, I heard Alice's conversation with them.

So Alice will be on stage tonight now?

Also.

Alice, as Linda's chief model, is now back on stage after 2 years of retirement, so she can naturally bring more publicity to Linda.

Ella didn't move as she thought, suddenly raising her eyes and asking, "Where are Crane's high fashion dresses for this season?"

"I'm sorry Miss Ford, because Crane's gown is never our limited edition, it can't be sold until it's debuted, please Miss Ford can understand." SA said with difficulty.

Ella didn't give her a hard time either.

She turned to Wilson, "Pick one out for yourself, I'm going to make a phone call."

"Yes." Wilson deferred.

Ella stepped to the side.

A while later, she came back.

When I came back, I watched as Wilson had already picked out a black tuxedo at random.

As a secretary, naturally, will often accompany the leader to participate in banquets, but it is clear that you can not clamor for attention, so you will pick the lowest-profile and most common style.

At this moment, Alice had also changed into her gown and walked out of the fitting room.

Once out, the gold gown was truly stunning in the light.

All eyes in the room were on Alice.

It also has to be said.

Alice's175cm height, bony figure, and the supermodel's innate stage presence do have that proud capital.

She was looking at herself inside the floor length mirror right now with a satisfied look on her face while not only casting a provocative glance at Ella.

Ella just glanced at it.

Not putting Alice in her place, she turned to Wilson and said, "Go ahead and change."

"Yes."

Wilson follows SA to the changing room.

Alice looked at Ella's look and smiled coldly.

Ella is good looking.

So good that it can make a woman feel bad about herself.

But what can be done.

The only person who would be making a splash tonight would be her.

"Ms. Hamilton, it's almost like it was made for you in this, it's just beautiful!" SA exaggerated the compliment.

Alice laughed a little, "Tell James I'll take the set."

"Okay." The SA hastily agreed, and then asked, "Is Ms. Hamilton applying your makeup with us?"

"Nah. I have to step on the runway show in the evening first, and James will set me up with a makeup artist then." Alice's deliberate words were meant to tell Ella that she was highlighting her special relationship with Linda.

Ella didn't care.

Just indifferently watching Alice's aesthetically pleasing all over, walking past her with grace and demeanor.

The moment she walked by, she paused in her steps and without looking back, she shelved the words, "Don't hit on Linda, you don't stand a chance."

Ella sneered.

We'll see who's out of luck in a minute.

Alice left.

At the same time, the manager in the hall rushed forward, his attitude towards Ella was respectful, "Miss Ford, sorry for slowing you down. I have just received direct instructions from the senior management of Linda headquarters, I will accompany you to select Crane's high definition dress, this way please."

Ella nodded slightly.

Went to Crane's high-fashion dress section to the amazement of many SAs.

Keep in mind that Linda has never had anyone, in all her years, who could wear Crane's gown without actually releasing it.

7pm.

Ella took Wilson and arrived on time for Linda's new product launch.

The site, which is greeted by a T-shaped stage at the high end of the spectrum.

All the chairs had been set up on the left and right sides and right in front of them.

At the moment the lights of the scene also just surveyed the stage, and it was so dark around that it was basically hard to recognize, who was who.

Ella was also led to her seat by the staff at the venue.

After all, it is a plutocratic group, and Ella's position is naturally not bad.

Presumably, it was also well organized.

The four families were positioned on the left side of the runway closest to the stage.

Ella sat over and saw Eden, Jonas, Cendy, Bowen, Lucien, and Lydia just under the reflected lights of the stage.

It doesn't surprise Ella to see other people.

Meet Eden ......

The bastard's got a limp in his leg and he still manages to pull this kind of shit together.

The point is that when she went out from her house this afternoon, Eden didn't say in the least that she was coming to the launch, so she automatically defaulted to the idea that the rest of the Dillon family would be there, such as the Dillon family's eldest son, Michael, and the second son, Brian, or whatever, and didn't even think about the fact that Eden, the Buddha, was sitting here in a regular state of order at the moment. Eden, the Buddha, is sitting here in an orderly fashion.

And right next to her.

Ella didn't move to sit in her seat and didn't initiate a conversation with Eden.

Anyway.

As long as she's not embarrassed, it's everyone else who's embarrassed.

In the midst of the quiet.

"Don't you two go out together?" Beside her, Cendy's voice suddenly rang out.

Ella was speechless.

Not afraid of god-like opponents but afraid of pig-like teammates.

Cendy, this woman, is all about chaos isn't she?