Chapter 17: The Red Skirt

Amelia Sanchez stopped unbuttoning her dress, "Angela Brooks is here too?"

"Stop pretending! If you hadn't seen Angela all dolled up, why would you suddenly want to change your outfit?"

Amelia crossed her arms over her chest, wanting to laugh but finding it annoying at the same time.

Just then, the Manager came in and frowned at the assistant girl, "Who are you? No one is allowed in here, get out! Or else I'll call security!"

After the assistant girl left, the Manager took out a necklace.

It was made of red agate beads, one by one, and the pendant was a silver music note symbol.

Amelia liked it at first sight.

"I thought you'd leave while I was gone."

Seeing Amelia still wearing the dazzling red dress, the Manager let out a sigh of relief.

Having worked with Amelia several times, she knew Amelia was a pretty young lady who didn't like to dress up nor steal the spotlight.

She was worried Amelia would leave when she went to find the necklace.

If that happened, her planning for this event would be ruined.

She had confidently assured her boss about it.

"Not at all. If I were to leave, I'd let you know in advance."

Amelia slowly buttoned the previously undone button and put on the necklace in front of the mirror.

The snow-white skin was made even whiter by the red agate chain, the translucent skin shimmered, making the Manager momentarily dazzled.

"Tsk, tsk! I don't know which lucky man will get to marry you."

Amelia smiled faintly without saying anything.

She was planning to refuse the endorsement, but with Angela knocking on the door, retreating without a fight was not Amelia's style.

"Angela, I tell you, Amelia is shameless! She must have reacted because you're looking so beautiful today!"

Angela was getting a little impatient.

She actually hated hearing Amelia's name.

"I just saw her, do you know what she was doing?"

"Just spit it out!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, Angela. I saw her changing into a red dress, which was so beautiful! I think she's doing it on purpose, trying to compete with you!"

Angela straightened and glanced sideways at the assistant, "A very beautiful red dress?"

This one she was wearing was this year's new style.

When she was choosing her outfit, she saw a dazzling red dress.

However, the designer said she couldn't pull off that color, and she wanted to defeat Amelia by using the outfit Amelia had chosen before.

Could Amelia be wearing that red dress?

"Is it this one?"

The assistant leaned in to look at Angela's phone and shook her head, "Wow, it's so beautiful. No, it's not this one!"

Angela relaxed, knowing it wasn't the same dress and that she didn't have to worry too much.

The assistant knew Angela well and, seeing her current expression, dared not say that although Amelia's dress wasn't as beautiful as this one, it looked surprisingly good on Amelia.

She shrank her neck and was already considering finding an excuse to leave early.

After all, whenever Angela was unhappy, it was their assistants who were the unlucky ones.

The Comic Convention started soon.

Young people wearing various costumes walked around the venue and took pictures and checked-in with their favorite cosplay characters.

After ten minutes, a lively music sounded in the center of the venue.

Angela saw the staff rushing over and quickly asked, "Can I go on stage now?"

She had already seen several TV stations and online broadcasting platforms' reporters with their cameras all set.

Impatiently, the staff gave her a cold stare, "You must be dreaming. The main creator hasn't even gone on stage yet; when will it be your turn as a minor character!"

Angela Brooks was outraged and having waited for half a day, she was about to blow up.

But suddenly, she saw the tall and long-legged Yves Sanders, who was still very eye-catching even when surrounded by a crowd.

Yves Sanders was the founder of this game and also the E-sport Number One in the country.

Recently, the Brooks Family wanted to enter the e-sports industry, and Father Brooks was looking for an opportunity to connect with Yves Sanders.

Angela fixed her hair, walked up to greet Yves Sanders, but suddenly noticed that he had quickened his pace and was walking towards her direction.

Angela felt her heart racing and blushed, just as she was about to raise her hand.

"Amelia Sanchez, you're finally here. It's really hard to invite you..."

Amelia Sanchez?

Angela turned around, just in time to see Yves Sanders walking over in a few steps and shaking hands with the red-dressed Amelia Sanchez.

Angela's heart sank, and she had a sudden bad feeling.

Amelia didn't even glance at Angela, she just smiled, "If you invite me for dinner, I'll come right away. But let's forget about events like this."

Yves Sanders shook his head, his face full of amusement: "Honestly, if you debuted, you would definitely be a big hit! You're already the spokesperson for Carmen, why not represent the other three great beauties as well!"

"No! This one is enough!" Amelia quickly refused, "Besides, the Four Great Beauties each have their own personalities. If I were to represent all four with my one face, I would definitely get criticized!"

"How could that be! Your face is always a pleasure to look at!"

The staff member quietly reminded Yves Sanders, "Boss, it's time."

Yves Sanders pulled Amelia over, "You stand in the center, you're the biggest contributor!"

Angela's eyelid twitched, and then she was pulled by the staff to the side, "You stand here!"

She looked at Amelia standing in the middle and was furious!

Amelia got the center position just because of her pretty face!

"Amelia shouldn't be standing there! Isn't this an introduction to the main creators of the game? Spokespersons should not stand with us!"

Angela's tone was very righteous, but the look in her eyes towards Amelia was full of disdain.

Amelia returned the same disdainful look.

Angela suppressed her anger, "Amelia, get down from there right now, that's not where you're supposed to stand!"

Amelia, that bitch, must have married her brother-in-law just because of her face.

She had seen many women who, by selling their bodies with their faces, reaped various glories. She would tell her brother-in-law when she went back!

Amelia gave her a cold stare.

Yves Sanders' face darkened, "Where is this internet celebrity from? Call security to kick her out!"

The manager gestured to the staff, and the staffer who had admitted Angela earlier was red in the face with anger.

"Miss Brooks, you'd better leave first!"

"On what grounds should I leave! I participated in the game creation! I was rightfully invited here today! The one who should leave is that bitch!"

The staff member was annoyed, she had seen many arrogant people, but none like Angela Brooks.

"That person is the main creator; the whole idea for the game came from her!"

"Impossible!...There must be a scandal! There's definitely a scandal!"

Angela had studied for five years before getting a single landscape painting included.

That Amelia, looking like a fool, how could she be better than Angela!

"Amelia, you bitch! Did you use my brother-in-law's money to hire a ghostwriter..."

Angela was dragged out by the security guards.