Chapter 864: Watching the Show

Her current identity was that of a boss, so attending such an event was perfectly reasonable and wouldn't raise any suspicions. When Callie arrived, the show had already started. She walked in with a bag and a magazine, straightened her back, and sat in the front row under everyone's gaze. The front row was filled with top figures from the fashion and entertainment circles. Her sudden appearance surprised many. Sometimes, at fashion shows, people watch not the runway but the audience. Callie watched attentively for a few minutes, clearly hearing whispers from behind— "Am I seeing things? Is that Callie?" "Yes, it's that Callie. Damn, how did she get into this event?" "Probably slept her way in again." Low laughter followed from behind, but Callie ignored it. She played with her phone for a while, then, seemingly bored, opened the magazine and began reading intently. Several gazes from behind remained fixed on her back. "Maevelyn, she's Nelson's ex-wife. Shouldn't you teach he