“So you think a dress that can be cleaned is more important than an old man’s body?”
“Ha! You and your friends seem to love making a fuss over dresses.”
Not giving her a chance to speak, Evelyn added again, “I forgot to remind you. It was Yulianna who turned and bumped into the cake just now. So, if you want to blame someone, blame her for being blind.”
Mia was about to speak, but Layla stopped her. She looked at Evelyn with a superior attitude and said, “Don’t forget, this kind of person shouldn’t even be present at the venue.”
Upon hearing this, everyone instantly realized the root of the problem.
“Editor Zito is here!” At this moment, a cry rang out.
“This matter should be decided by Editor Zito.”
“Heh, someone’s in trouble. Editor Zito is known for being impartial and won’t be as too sympathetic as some people.”
Yulianna leaned close to Layla’s ear and whispered, “Layla, you know Editor Zito, right? Let him take this opportunity to kick Evelyn out.”
Evelyn disrupted the order of the venue, so kicking her out now seemed justified. Layla hesitated. She wasn’t sure if Editor Zito would fear The Reid family’s status. When she turned her head, she saw Editor Zito standing three meters away, looking respectful and even a little fearful?
Ignoring the pain in her wrist, Yulianna excitedly shook Layla’s arm, “Look at how deferential Editor Zito is. I bet he’d agree to anything you say.”
Layla thought Yulianna had a point. So when Editor Zito approached, she immediately assumed a superior posture, “Editor Zito, regarding today’s incident, you must-”
As Editor Zito passed by Layla, he glanced at her indifferently, showing a trace of impatience, then he walked towards the old beggar.
He bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle in front of the old beggar, shocking everyone present. His voice trembled slightly as he said, “You’re back.”
What’s going on??
The head of Fashion Creating Awards, Editor Zito, was actually so deferential to an old beggar?
Yulianna’s mouth hung open, too nervous to breathe.
Layla couldn’t help feeling embarrassed even if no one was paying attention to her now. Damn it, once The Reid family’s status rises another level, she will definitely not let Fashion Creating Awards off the hook.
Editor Zito was now oblivious to the gaze of others. Seeing the old beggar remain silent, he lowered his body even further.
The old beggar leisurely finished his cake and wiped his hands. When he turned around again, his aura immediately became imposing and intimidating. His icy gaze slowly shifted to Yulianna.
“Zito,” the old beggar spoke slowly, “your judgment of people has been deteriorating lately.”
“Yes,” Editor Zito nodded, “I’ve been taught a lesson, Master.”
Master!
Upon hearing the word, everyone’s gaze towards the old beggar became fervent.
This old beggar turned out to be Editor Zito’s master, Joseph Brown! The top master who crafted game characters to perfection, depicted comic characters vividly, and made domestic games known worldwide.
Master Brown, whom others might not have the chance to meet even after three or five years of seeking, they unexpectedly encountered in person.
Although Yulianna lacked knowledge in this area, she still knew she had offended a formidable figure. She instantly put on a mournful expression.
Mia bit her lip, her eyes showing a mix of regret and annoyance. After gazing at Master Brown for a while, she glared at Yulianna discontentedly. If she hadn’t chimed in just now, or had dissuaded Yulianna, she might have garnered favor in front of Master Brown.
But everything had been preempted by that despicable Evelyn.
Master Brown saw the expressions of the group, then he coldly instructed, “Those who don’t belong here should be removed immediately.”
Editor Zito glanced disapprovingly at Yulianna, nodding in agreement, “I understand, Master.”
Then he waved his hand, signaling for someone to escort Yulianna out. Before leaving, he also shot Mia a warning glance.
Mia looked somewhat dejected, but soon, a piece of good news came unexpectedly.
“Master Brown just went in and he was furious. Editor Zito is definitely getting a severe scolding this time.”
“I heard that among the games Editor Zito submitted this time, one of them is basically a half-finished product.”
“A half-finished product! Submitting an unfinished game to the Fashion Creating Awards is an insult, isn’t it?”
“Heh…”
Layla looked at Mia, her eyes gleaming with amusement. They knew very well that this unfinished project must have been submitted by Evelyn.
Such a thing is hard for even Editor Zito to tolerate, let alone Master Brown. Once discovered, Evelyn is sure to face severe criticism.
Keith returned to the two of them with great arrogance, “I told you, Evelyn won’t be able to complete the entire project. Heh, as long as Fashion Creating Awards exposes this, no one will dare to collaborate with Evelyn again.”