Translator: Larbre Studio  Editor: Larbre Studio

“Excuse me, when is Mr. Nat free?” Lucy had waited for an hour, but Tris still hadn't come.

Lucy could only grab Nat's a.s.sistant and ask. The a.s.sistant turned to look at her. She knew that Lucy was a small celebrity, but there were countless celebrities who asked for Tris. She couldn't meet with everyone, so not all of the requests were accepted.

A top designer must act like a top designer.

If everyone could have his design, then his stuff would seem too cheap. If some people could have it but others couldn't, he would become more coveted. As for small celebrities like Lucy, Nat wouldn't help her design a dress even if she could get an appointment.

“I'm sorry, Miss Lucy. Mr. Nat is working right now. He's busy.”

Lucy was upset. Since they'd made this appointment and so much time had pa.s.sed, why didn't Nat come to see her?

Did even fas.h.i.+on designers look down on her?

Anger flared in her. “In that case, I'll return now,” she said with a cold expression.

She had to repress her anger. This wasn't the place for her to throw a tantrum in. This was the Baron Mansion. If she made a scene here, she could just buy a ticket back to Australia.

“Miss Lucy, I think you should wait a bit more. Mr. Nat's work will be over soon.”

“My time is precious. I don't wish to just wait here.”

“Mr. Nat's time is already arranged. Miss Lucy, he delayed other clients just to see you. If you leave now, it'll be disrespectful to him.”

“Did he respect me by making me wait for an hour?” Lucy asked coldly.

She didn't plan on wasting her breath with this a.s.sistant and turned to leave. When she got to the door, she saw Nat finally coming.

“Miss Lucy, where are you going?”

“I'm leaving,” Lucy said, pus.h.i.+ng her anger down. “Since you're so busy, I won't disturb you anymore.”

Seeming indifferent, Nat pulled out the handkerchief from his chest pocket and put it before his nose. Acting like a diva, he said, “Miss Lucy, I had to meet someone very important, but I still made time to see you. Do you know how big the loss is? But I'm here and you want to leave. This is disrespectful to me.”

“Mr. Nat, I waited for you for an hour! A whole hour, and then you tell me I'm disrespectful?” Lucy lost control and her voice rose an octave.

“I told you that I was with someone very important. I won't force you to understand this, but if you leave, you'll be put on the Baron Mansion's blacklist. You can think about it.”

“I'm the Baron Mansion's special guest tomorrow, but you want to blacklist me.” Lucy sneered. “I'm afraid you don't have the right.”

“You think being a special guest is important?” Nat scoffed. “I'm one of those who recommend special guests and you're only one of those guests. There are people to take your place.”

At that time, Zola heard the argument and walked over. “What's wrong? I can hear the noise from my room.”

Seeing Zola, Nat instantly turned from the aggressive guy to a simpering follower. He clung to Zola with a coquettish expression.

“Zola, this little celebrity thought that I wasted her time by accompanying you. She's throwing a tantrum now.”

Lucy's expression changed. Before coming, she already knew that this mature woman before her eyes was the owner of the Baron Mansion.

“Miss Zola, I can explain.” Lucy panicked.

Offending Nat was a small matter. No matter how talented he was, he was only a fas.h.i.+on designer. It wasn't like Lucy wouldn't have anything to wear if Nat wouldn't design something for her.

Zola was different though. She was actually powerful in Hollywood.

It was evident from the guestlist for tomorrow's fas.h.i.+on show. Lucy was practically the lowest-ranked guest on the list.

She only got this chance because her manager had bribed them. She would get paid $250,000 for this job, but her manager had paid $100,000. Both she and the manager placed great importance on this chance to get closer to Zola.

Now, reality was going against her wishes. Not only did she not get closer to Zola, she even offended the woman.

Zola waved her hand. “I don't care about your argument. Just please be quiet. I have another important guest here and people are rehearsing onstage. No matter who keeps arguing, please get out of here.”

With that, Zola left.

Nat returned to his aggressive self after Zola left. “Did you hear that? We don't welcome you here. Please get out.”

Lucy clenched her teeth, unable to vent out her anger. She walked out with a cold face.

But when she reached the parking lot, she couldn't hold it in anymore. Breaking down, she leaned on the steering wheel and sobbed. It felt like the world was ending; everything became dark and dreary.

She'd struggled in Hollywood for close to a year now, but she was always a step away from success.

Now, she'd offended someone with true power.

If Nat said some negative things to the Baron Mansion's boss, she would completely lose this chance.

She didn't know what she could do. It just felt like everything was over—truly over.

If she returned to Australia, there would be no flowers or applause waiting. The newspapers would report her failures so the entire nation could see.

The stronger one was, the worse their breakdown would be.

Lucy once thought that she could take any kind of pressure. But now, she realized just how fragile she was.

She cried louder and louder because no one was here to hear. She could release all her sadness and anger.

Knock, knock.

Just then, someone knocked on her window.

Lucy froze. Looking up, she saw two people standing outside.

Chen Zhao and Fali were right outside her car. Chen Zhao bent down to look at Lucy.

“Lucy, what's wrong?”

She hurriedly wiped her tears, but her makeup was all messed up now.

“Nothing. I'm fine.” Her voice was still choked up.

“Lucy,” Fali said. “You can say what's wrong. We won't tell anyone.”

Seeing a woman sobbing in this pitch-black parking lot, Fali thought that she'd definitely been mistreated. She felt like she had to care for this woman.