He got up gracefully and took a glass of champagne from the waiter's tray. It was still bubbling. Then he genteelly walked towards Malcolm.
At this time, Malcolm was introducing a famous design to Marilyn.
Natasha was born abroad. She was now the chief designer of a famous brand. Her full name was Natasha Laurier. Marilyn liked her work very much.
But a lot of people liked to call her Natasha.
Her creation was bold and unique, especially in the color of clothing. It was very close to nature and had become a hot demand in the fashion industry.
Natasha was around forty years old this year. She had a rather classical appearance. Her hair was tied up in a high bun, and she wore a well-tailored dress. When she walked, she looked exceedingly fascinating and charming.
"Lynn, this is the famous chief designer! Natasha, this is Ms. Chapman, the design director of the Lowe Group!" Malcolm introduced them to each other.
"I'm pleased to meet you, Natasha! I've always been chasing after your work." Marilyn looked vigorous as she said with a sweet smile.
It instantly left a very good impression on Natasha.
As Natasha glanced at Marilyn, she found Marilyn very good-looking with a thin face as well as fair and smooth skin. Meantime Marilyn's eyes were crystal clear. Natasha smiled and said, "Ms. Chapman, I'm also very happy to see you. Mr. Lowe thinks highly of you. It seems that your work is really good!"
Marilyn was about to answer when she noticed the middle-aged man who was walking over from the opposite side. She was quite surprised!
She wondered why Bradley had come.
"It's been a long time, Natasha!" A deep and penetrating voice came up as they saw the gentle and refined man.
"Oh! Bradley, why are you here? Are you a rare guest tonight?" Natasha looked at Bradley in amazement.
"You are here. So I must come, right?" Bradley said with a smile.
Bradley raised his glass at Natasha and they clinked their glasses before each taking a sip with a smile.
"Mr. Greer!" Marilyn called out with a smile.
Malcolm looked at Marilyn with surprise. Marilyn actually knew the real estate tycoon, Bradley?
Bradley glanced at Malcolm before he shifted his gaze at Marilyn with dissatisfaction. "Lynn, why didn't you tell me about coming to Fielddell and you are going to settle down here? If it weren't for your Mom's call, I wouldn't have known about this."
His voice was very loud as if he did it on purpose. Marilyn looked at him with a strange expression.
Seeing Sandra and her parents standing not far behind him, a trace of doubt flashed through Marilyn's eyes.
Marilyn smiled apologetically and said, "Mr. Greer, I'm sorry. I thought I would be able to return in a month, so I didn't tell you."
"It's fine! Would I blame you for that?" Bradley said with a smile.
Following that, he looked at Natasha aside and said with a smile, "Natasha, this is the girl I have always wanted to introduce to you as a disciple. She is petite but daring! She never lacks inspiration."
"Oh!" At this time, Natasha looked at Marilyn even more seriously. In her elegant slanted eyes, there was a deep meaning as she looked at Marilyn's face.
Debbie and her family, who had just walked over, heard this and looked at Marilyn amazedly.
Especially Velma, who suddenly got nervous. Seen from Natasha's expression, it seemed that she wanted to take Marilyn as a disciple.
Being able to be Natasha's disciple was an once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that every designer wanted! At the thought that Marilyn might have that chance, Velma was filled with jealousy.
When she went to college, there was news that Natasha wanted to take in a disciple. But after several years, she still had not found a suitable one.
Velma also studied fashion design. On one hand, she could work for the Remington Group. On the other, she also wanted to become Natasha's disciple. This way, her status in the Remington family would be higher.
She had never expected that Natasha would come to the banquet tonight.
While Malcolm had introduced Natasha to Marilyn but not Velma, his fiancée! How humiliating!
"Velma, let's go. Let me introduce you to Natasha!" Debbie knew from the look in Natasha's eyes that she wanted to take Marilyn as a disciple.
But she would not let a girl who stole Carolyn's man succeed.
"OK, Mom!" Velma instantly became happy.
Debbie had a certain status among the rich ladies of upper-class families. Not many people could refuse what she said.
"Ms. Chapman, if there is a chance, show me your work. I believe in Bradley!"
Debbie took Velma to Natasha and heard this.
They directly cut in and took Marilyn's position.
When Malcolm saw this, he frowned.
Natasha and Bradley couldn't help but also put on sullen faces.
But Marilyn still maintained a calm expression.
Debbie turned around and glanced at Marilyn with a sneer. Then, she turned her gaze to Natasha and smiled gracefully. "Natasha, long time no see!"
Natasha glanced at Debbie and smiled politely. "Debbie, it's been a while!"
"This is Velma, my daughter. She also studied design. Velma has always admired your works. If she can become your disciple, she will be overjoyed." Debbie smiled as she took a glance at Velma, who stood beside her quietly.
To Debbie, Velma could always be the girl that she was proud of.
"Alright then, let Velma show me her work sometimes. If I like it, I will naturally accept her as my disciple." Natasha's words were also very polite. Everything was based on the work.
"Awesome! Velma, hand the work you have prepared to Natasha tomorrow." When Debbie heard this, her tone was excited.
She believed that Velma's work was definitely better than Marilyn's.
"Great! Thank you, Natasha!" Velma smiled gracefully and spoke in a gentle tone. Her white dress accentuated her elegant and noble temperament.
Bradley glanced at Marilyn, who was standing behind Velma. He felt a little upset and even felt sorry for her.
Marilyn had always been kind. She had always been independent and indifferent over everything. Now, both Debbie and Velma were bullying her.
Bradley had made up his mind that he would not allow anyone to bully Marilyn.