Chapter 2 Five Years Later

Five years later.

An art gallery on the western outskirts of Golden city is hosting a fashion debut.

The backstage is in full swing, and Aria, as the center, is checking the details of the clothes on the body for each model who is about to perform.

"Be sure your long gown will not obstruction in your walk. Okay?" Aria said.

"The button need to cover."

"The pocket will need to be shown."

"Cut in half the pants we need to show how slender the legs of the model.

"Do not put intense make up on all models so their clothes will be the center of the show."

"Have a music that not exaggerated the mood."

"Be sure the models shoes is comfortable."

"The nails of each models should be manicure as well as their feet."

"Fix their hair but not make it glamorous."

"Angel, do you have a problem with this accessory?" Suddenly, someone came over and called Aria.

"Okay. I'll go check." Aria turned and walked over.

Angel is her name in the design industry.

She want to use a screen name rather than using her birth name.

She wants a privacy even though her career already in bloom.

She just want a separate life for fashion career and as a normal person.

But even though she used a different name, she still remain low key.

In five years, she has transformed into a fashion designer with many personal fans.

She gain also wealth that can sure her and her children's future.

After being busy for a while, she stood behind the scenes and looked at the audience, and suddenly-

Aria saw a familiar face in the crowd

Ayah? Why is she here? Does she know that I am Angel?

Ayah, who was sitting in the audience, couldn't hold back a bit, and she kept looking down and asking the assistant next to her, "Have you checked it? Will she really come?"

"Yes Ma'am, I have found out clearly, this show is Miss Angel's personal debut, and she has returned from America, she will definitely appear." her assistant replied.

Although the assistant check, she still have a doubt after all, Angel was too low-key, she never appeared in any public place, and it was not easy to find her anywhere.

The show was almost over, and the audience began to leave but Angel had not yet appeared.

Ayah's face turned blue.

Today, Ayah is already a well-known figure in the fashion industry, but her fame has always been controversial, because she took Jake Thomson and won the first place in the fashion competition.

But even with the support of the Thomson's family, her works have always been questioned by everyone.

But since she was attracted to Angel's niche work at Fashion Week three years ago, she has embarked on a three-year plagiarism path, and the fashion industry has begun to evaluate her differently.

So, after learning that Angel had returned to Philippines, she couldn't wait to think of recruiting her to her command and let her do things for herself, after all, it was not a matter of plagiarism. But she didn't expect that Angel was so secretive that she couldn't even see her shadow.

"Where the hell Angel is? is she has no plans to show up yet? or maybe she's just around and one of the people here?"

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Ayah came out of the bathroom, and as soon as she looked up, she saw a woman dressed in ordinary clothes approaching.

It was just that familiar face that made her trembling.

"A-aria?! How do you get here? How did you get into this? When did you come back here?"

However, Aria already saw Ayah in the crown so it was not surprising that she met her again.

"Hey, you ask me so many questions. What do mean? I work here so I'm here. Is there a problem? Why? Are you the only one who can enter this place?" Aria replied casually.

"I'm just surprised they let someone like you in here. It's unbelievable!" Ayah laugh arrogantly.

"I also surprise you are also here." Aria frowned.

Ever since she left Golden City five years ago, she had made up her mind to sever ties with everyone in the Wilson family.

Therefore, there was no need for her to talk too much about herself to Ayah.

Ayah also did not associate Aria with Angel, thinking that Aria was just an ordinary staff member.

Thinking about the difference between the two people now, Ayah's eyes were quite angry.

"I really didn't expect that one day we would see each other again. Anyway, I heard that your sick brother died?"

"Yes, he died. " Aria frowned darkly. She remember her loving brother.

"What a waste of money, I remember the money you get goes to his surgery right? May his soul rest in peace."

To be continued