Miles clenched his hands tightly, then slowly let them go.
After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly, a smirk of both mockery and relief appearing on his face.
"Remember you once said you wanted to be the center of attention, the most beautiful woman. For you, I studied styling, and accompanied you to competitions. I was the one who molded you into the campus belle bit by bit, yet you, you said that Jacob was the one who has always been there to support you, right?
"Now that you’re so famous and with so many people waiting to see you make a fool of yourself, you think being with me will make you a laughing stock, is that it?"
Beverly looked troubled, biting her lip and finally said, "...I'm sorry."
Miles couldn't help but chuckle sarcastically, "Alright, I get it."
He took a deep breath, his voice filled with scorn.
"I finally solved the question that has been bothering me for a long time, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. But I still want to thank you. Because of you, I chose to become a stylist, which gave my life a direction. I don't think I owe you anything, so I won't begrudge a thank you. As for the future…"
Miles' eyes suddenly became firm and indifferent, causing a chill to run down Beverly's spine, and she involuntarily took a step back. Amidst her confusion, she heard Miles' icy voice say, "So, from now on, there's nothing between us! You're right, you and I, whether now or in the future, will never be of the same kind."
Beverly looked slightly relieved, "If you can see it that way, all the better."
Miles scoffed, took another deep breath, and then fell silent.
The dressing room door was half open. Katie bit her lip hard, glaring at Beverly and Miles, her face filled with anger.
"How could Beverly be so ungrateful? Miles was so good to her, how could she say such things? It's outrageous!"
Chloe pulled her gaze away from the outside and began to fix her dress. Unlike Katie's anger, a faint smile appeared on her face.
"There are always a few people who are too much, that make you feel the urge to step on them."
Katie clenched her fists, her gaze fixed on Miles standing sideways, her heart filled with anger and heartache. She heard Chloe's words, but didn't take them in.
Not two minutes later, a man in a white floral suit pushed the door open. Luisa saw the man appearing at the door, her face instantly lit up with a smile. She was about to greet the man, but the man was immediately surrounded by a few people.
"Are you Jacob?!"
"I'm the assistant designer here, I'm a big fan of yours!"
"I'm Casey, the stylist here, Mr. Jacob, it's an honor to meet you. I also participated in the last International Beauty Expo and was lucky to get fifth place, but you're still the champion, I admire you so much."
As soon as Jacob appeared, the store's designers, stylists, and assistants, even the customers, all flocked to him. Jacob wore a polite and humble smile, but the treatment of being surrounded and admired inevitably revealed a hint of arrogance on his face.
"Mr. Jacob, the looks you've designed for Beverly at Fashion Week over the past two years have been eye-catching and have garnered attention from the international fashion community. Many renowned international designers want to collaborate with you!"
"I think at the upcoming Paris Fall/Winter Fashion Week, your design will definitely make Beverly the most dazzling presence."
"Although I really want to win this year's International Beauty Expo, since I heard you're also participating, I’m afraid my hopes will be dashed."
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