The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride Chapter 1042

Chapter 1042 

Suddenly, it turned deathly quiet around. 

The other two artists appearing with Jeanette also had looks of intense awkwardness on their faces. 

Jeanette knew the true faces of these two very well. Her gaze swept over Miles behind her, and her face instantly became even colder. 

“There’s no rule saying that you have to wear brand–name clothes on the market to attend Fashion Week, right?” 

Jacob nodded with a smile, “You’re right, but what’s your purpose for attending Fashion Week? Isn’t it to grab more brand endorsements?” 

Without any hesitation, Jeanette replied, “No. Fashion Week is a grand event in the fashion world. We’ll be there to pursue fashion, learn and exchange ideas with like–minded people, improve ourselves, and broaden our horizons. Endorsements are secondary. Mr. Jacob, you’re quite famous in the fashion world, don’t tell me you’re just attending Fashion Week to grab more endorsements for your fiancée. I believe that as a well–known expert in the fashion world, you wouldn’t have such a superficial mindset, right?” 

Jacob’s face suddenly stiffened. He forced a smile and replied, “Ms. Randle, you sure have a sharp tongue. I see you’re a good student of Ms. Summers.” 

“Mr. Jacob, I’m just telling it like it is. If you think I share some similarities with Ms. Summers, that just proves that whatever Ms. Summers says is always sincere and credible.” 

Jacob narrowed his eyes, “…Of course, everyone in P City knows what kind of person Ms. Summers is. But, rejecting RM and choosing a brand no one’s ever heard of, is hard to understand. I wish you guys… good luck at Fashion Week.” 

Today’s society was filled with exaggerations and belittlements. Fashion Week was all about the world’s top brands. All the celebrities around the world took pride in wearing international top brands and luxury goods to any public place. Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Hermes, Armani, Givenchy, Montblanc, Gucci… 

However, in this society, if you were not any of these brands, you were destined to be looked down upon. 

When the time came for Fashion Week, the ridicule and criticism from the media all over the world would make one lose more than just personal dignity, and the media would be happy to see this happen. 

A brand no one knows about was actually making its way into Fashion Week. No one could accept this. 

In the eyes of Jeanette’s fans, Jeanette deserved the best. The world’s top brands should take the initiative to sponsor her. 

For others, Starlight International’s action was equivalent to seeking death. Fashion Week, and anyone can imagine what kind of embarrassment would occur. 

In P City, there were actually not many A–list celebrities. Some stars would fly directly to Paris from other cities, and other stars arrived one after another. Their popularity was average, so the reporters were not so enthusiastic. 

“I heard from my friend who works at the airport that someone chartered a plane today.” 

“Chartered a plane! That’s big money, who is it?” 

“I heard it’s flying to R City.” 

“R City? Could it be for Rose’s wedding with Morrison of R City?” 

“Didn’t Rose graduate from T University? Besides, her social circle is pretty much the most extravagant families in P City.” 

“She’s best friends with Ms. Summers from Starlight International, Kane is her childhood friend, and Mr. Diaz was also her classmate, right?” 

Meanwhile, several luxury cars were parked outside the airport. Because there were many “officials and gentry” attending, each house arranged many bodyguards. Several cars were surrounded by bodyguards. 

Kane got out of the car first, felt the cold breeze, and couldn’t help but shiver. 

“It’s so cold.” 

Ollie got out of the car, wearing a cotton coat, making Kane envious. But seeing her cotton coat revealing half of her legs, he curled his lips. Kane didn’t know whether Ollie was pursuing fashion or keeping warm! 

The door of another car was also opened, and Seth’s tall and straight figure came out of the car. He was wearing a black knee–length slim–fit trench coat, revealing a gray shirt collar at the neckline. His narrow eyes were motionless, deep as an abyss, restrained and profound. His emotions were hard to read from his expression, even when he was smiling, he gave people a sense of coldness and seriousness. 

He walked to the other side of the car and opened the door himself. 

A slender figure in gray came out of the car, her hair obviously curled into big waves, draped over her shoulders, looking grand and charming. Her face was also perfectly made up, and now she was smiling lightly, her hand passing through the man’s arm, walking around the car to the front. 

Kane looked Danielle up and down, her gray trench coat, black slim–fit leggings, and a pair of mid–calf boots. She didn’t dress like those stars, wearing summer clothes all year round. If anything, he really admired Danielle’s outfit. It looked simple and generous, very down–to–earth, but this outfit was not cheap. Simple, but luxurious. 

Thinking about it, someone he knew before had such a unique and unchanging style. 

“What’s going on, isn’t Ms. Danielle going to Paris today?” 

Danielle smiled lightly, “Hmm. There are seven days anyway, I’ll just go on the day my endorsement brand is launched. It’s not quite right for Seth to appear alone at such an occasion today.” 

Kane chuckled, “Indeed, not quite right…” 

In the passenger seat of the black Bentley waiting not far away for the car in front to move, Cicely smiled lightly as she watched the scene in front, taking a lollipop out of her trench coat pocket, unwrapping it and popping it into her mouth. Chloe was sitting in the back, her gaze moving from outside and fell on Cicely. 

Her expression was unreadable, but she still looked carefree. 

Kane looked up and saw Damon’s car, his eyes lit up. 

“Damon’s here.” 

Seth and Danielle turned around to look at the same time. 

Nate was the first one to hop out from the driver’s seat, heading to the back to open the door. However, the person in the passenger seat beat him to the punch and opened the door themselves. 

She was rocking black skinny jeans, her long hair parted down the middle, draped over a red, loose–fitting wool coat. Probably couldn’t stand the cold, she tightened her coat and slightly shrunk her neck, her entire face instantly retreating into the roomy coat.