SAVING DANTE

CHAPTER 89 Lila I turned around to see who tried speaking to me, and I almost choked. It was Rachel. The famous fashion designer that took second place in the last completion, and first place in this one. The smile on her face seemed to slowly slip away the more she stared at me. “How many I help you?” I asked. She slowly walked towards me in her dress that obviously looked like a masterpiece that she has created herself. “I've been meaning to talk to you for a while,” she said, walking around me like a predator to its prey. It was almost like she was assessing me. I didn't know if I was supposed to even care that much. But I did. She was one of the top people in the fashion industry. Always beneath her mom of course. Her mom was Victoria Cornelli. She owned an empire. Rachel was lucky to have a mother like her. A shiver ran through my spine because of whatever was happening, but I couldn't show it. I tried everything that I could not to make it too obvious. At least for now.