Chapter 464

The lights dimmed, and the music began. The first model walked down the runway. She wore the gown I had carefully designed. The delicate green lace and the sheer fabric, like a veil of mist, perfectly highlighted her graceful figure. Gasps of awe echoed from the audience. I couldn't help but smile. This was just the beginning. Each subsequent dress caused waves of cheers and applause. The fusion of vintage and avant-garde styles, and the blending of Easton elements with Weston aesthetics, showcased a unique fashion inspiration that belonged to me. The final gown was even more spectacular. The applause was deafening. But I didn't care. I had grown accustomed to the sound of applause. Yet, at that moment, these cheers meant nothing to me. Just then, a commotion broke outside the venue. Curious, I turned to see what was happening. There, walking in with elegant strides, was Ethan in a black tuxedo, accompanied by none other than a poised and graceful woman. She was holding ont