Nicholas was stopped by her words.
"What do you want? You're interrupting my work."
Aria Grant looked at Nicholas thoughtfully.
"Can you show me the damaged dress you cut up?"
Nicholas looked a bit unhappy at this request.
"It's ruined already, I threw it away."
Aria didn't say anything, but just smiled and looked at Nicholas.
Seeing her reaction, Nicholas sighed after exchanging glances with her for a while, and reluctantly got up.
"You win."
He slowly walked to a corner of his studio, took out a neatly folded dress from a big box, and hung it on a rack nearby.
The dress was indeed cut up and tattered, almost with no pattern.
Aria carefully examined the dress, walking around it a few times, which provoked Nicholas to ask.
"What do you want to do? Are you seriously thinking of wearing this dress to your so-called fashion show?"
"Of course not." Aria wore a serious expression, which suddenly turned into a smile after another round.
