Chapter 580 Take it to the Appraisal

"You're right about that." Lancer nodded. At that moment, the door to the dressing room opened and a staff member came in from outside, "Excuse me, I was sent by designer Violet, her model just fell and is now in the infirmary, so I was asked to come and bring the gown and jewelry to the infirmary and do her model's makeup, may I ask where Miss Violet's gown and jewelry are?" Hearing that, Anna and Lancer looked at each other. "I can't believe they're not late!" Lancer said, biting her lip in dismay. Anna sneered, "So what, don't forget, even if they're not late, they're going to be eliminated as soon as their models make a fool of themselves on the runway and their scores become bottom of the pile." "That's right." Lancer smiled at once, and then pointed to the chair in front of him, "Here they are." "Okay, excuse me." The staff member smiled and stepped forward, carrying the bags away. Tina suddenly called out to him, "Wait a minute." The staff stopped in his tracks. Tina wa