Ch 13- GXJ?

It couldn't possibly be.

But she wasn't mistaken, this was exactly one of the dresses she had drawn back then, no changes was even made to it at all. It was obvious the designer had made it in accordance with her sketchbook.

Perhaps could her uncle had lost the Sketch book and it had been picked up by a designer? Or did he end up selling them out too?

She had no idea which it was but there was one way of finding out.

Gisele decided to walk to the brand stand. There was another Mall attendant present at the brand stand.

"Good day miss. How may I help you?" The attendant asked just like the first had done. Standard customer service.

"Please what brand is this?" Gisele asked.

"Miss this brand is GXJ. Do you perhaps want to purchase one of their styles?"

GXJ?

She has heard that name before. The brand was the King of all brands. It was a brand, everyone wanted to purchase yet very few could afford anything of their clothings.

It was even more unlikely that her uncle had produced her designs.

Gisele had heard Roxanne mention it over a dozen of times. Her criteria for going out on dates was if and only if the man in question could buy her one clothing each from every season outfits GXJ had ever released.

The brand always brought out five batch of clothes a year, they called them; Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter and Casuals.

Each batch had their masterpiece. The masterpieces was like the rarest and most beautiful of all the collection. If each batch had a total production of 20 dress pieces then the masterpiece would only amount to two piece produced.

Every Celebrity would scrambled to get one, still probably only one person would get it and the other piece would vanish from the surface of the earth. Rumors had it that the designer always reserved it for his girlfriend but never has anyone seen this rumored girlfriend.

Unlike the other batches, Casuals was relatively easy to get although it was also expensive but it would usually be produced in large quantities and didn't need a masterpiece for the branch. This could be said to the the selection for the masses. Still if you could buy GXJ Casuals then you were someone worth references. As much as it was, it was never enough and the prices would always ride more than it was supposed to due to the rush.

Gisele looked round, she settled to buy the clothing that looked no different from her design.

"I'll have that one" This was not her voice, before she could talk a lady's voice rang out from behind her.

She turned and looked at the lady, coincidentally the lady was also pointing to the dress she was just about to pick.

"Miss Brenda!" The attendant exclaimed gleefully and immediately ditched Gisele to go attend to the lady.

Gisele recognized her at first glance, she had seen her once or twice on TV and also on a magazine. The lady was Brenda Oliver, a C-list model that just debuted not too long ago. Her feature in the Prime Life Magazine was what brought her to the limelight. She was merely just above as newbie, yet she was arrogant and sassy

"Do you want this dress?" The attendant asked already motioning to the other attendants to get it off the mannequin for the young lady.

Brenda glanced at Gisele standing quietly at the side and her eyes showed a hint of disgust. She hated these type of ladies, their faces were their selling point. She probably was here to buy such an expensive dress with money she had earned in the Laps of a rich Old man.

She snorted and looked away. Paying such a lady any attention was an insult to her eyes.

"Yes wrap it up"

The attendant nodded like a bobblehead "Yes yes I wil_" she never got to finish her words as she was cut short.

"Shouldn't you wear something that befits your status?" Another arrogant voice sounded. Everyone turned and looked at the new lady that had just walked to the stand. Unlike Brenda she had an entourage trailing after her to show that she was indeed of high status. Even her step gave off a condescending aura. She was surely the type to trample on other people. Like she was about to trample on Brenda.

Brenda frowned deeply while the attendants gasped in admiration.

Karma was indeed a bitch.

Brenda too was ditched and the new lady was surrounded by the attendants who had swooning looks on their faces.

"Camille what is the meaning of this?" Brenda asked angry. There was an existing beef among the two ladies, it was obvious to see from the expressions on their face.

Camille tutted "shouldn't it be Sis Camille. I might not be older than you in age but I sure am older in status and in this industry. Let's not get disrespectful" it was a clear insult. Not only did she indirectly spell out that Brenda was old but she had also tactically called her a nobody.

Brenda surely wouldn't take it lightly, she refuted "aren't you ashamed boasting with achievements you got on a bed? Must you always remind us that you have a serial number?"

Her words got everyone quiet. Camille was rumored to be sleeping with a prominent CEO who was helping skyrocket her career. Still, even if it was a popular rumor going around, nobody had dared use it to insult her. Now that she was publicly called a slut in front of everyone, Camille's fair face immediately turned red out of anger. She marched straight to Brenda and gave her a tight slap.

Brenda moved her hands to return the slap but Camille suddenly whisper something in her ears, something that made her go pale and drop her hands back.

"That's what I thought. Let's not try to get ahead of ourselves. You're just a wannabe trying to be something you never would be." Camille sneered loudly. Brenda gritted her teeth and glared at her but there was nothing she could do, whatever Camille had whispered to her was enough to keep her frozen. Nobody else had heard what she said but Gisele who was standing close to them had gotten a wave of it.

"Try it and kiss your career goodbye. Don't you want to know how strong my backing is? Go on and see for yourself, l'm sure your petty little manager would not be fine if he gets kicked out of the company. You both could go ahead and solo on your own" This was what Camille had said to her. They must know each other that was why they knew each other's secret.

This type of scene was not new to Gisele, she had stayed in the entertainment industry for three years already, so even though she wasn't a celebrity she had gotten to witness such kind of scenes before.

Out of the two ladies, it was obvious, the Camille girl was an even bigger bitch than the other but who was she to interfere, she was just here to purchase a dress.

"Dressing up a monkey would never make it presentable. A little advice from a Senior Sis, don't spend too much to buy a dress, even if you managed to get their Masterpiece, you still wouldn't be selected in the audition. GXJ standards are just so high. No offense but you should probably save enough money to renew your Managers contract. I heard he is about to be outlisted." With this Camille collected the already packaged dress and walked off.

Before she did, her eyes gave Gisele a fleeting gaze, it showed shock, then surprised which turned again into mockery. She was jealous there could be someone who had exceeded the levels of earthly beauty, still as much as she was jealous, she wasn't going to let herself be faltered.

Even if the young lady was more beautiful than she was, she was a nobody while she was signed into the most prestigious entertainment industry that there was in history. So why should she give her face?

She was nothing but a pretty face.

Gisele saw the look the girl had given to her. She understood it but didn't care. If there was anything she was interested in, it was one of the statement the arrogant chibi had said before walking off.

Audition?

GXJ was holding an audition?

How interesting!

Brenda stumped and left after Camille while Gisele wordlessly continued her shopping. She didn't stay long though, she just selected a few other dresses from the GXJ casual collection and settled for them.

She almost regretted doing that when she saw what was left in her bank account after paying for the clothes.

Gosh they were expensive!

Just three pieces of clothing had swiped out more than half of the money that was given to her by Mr Link. Now all that was left would barely be enough to get her a casual, unmodified, low model car.

Sigh! She really needed a way to make money.