She's already back and has met Enzo Laurent. What's the harm in meeting one more time?
Ethan Laurent picked out a gown for her in sea blue, with intricate and elegant embroidery on the shoulders and chest. The high-waisted design is complemented by a white pearl belt at the waist, and the sheer hemline is extremely stunning.
The color of this gown matches her competition piece very well; both are blue, though in slightly different shades.
Standing in front of the fitting mirror, Summer Ford put on the gown, quickly tidied her hair, and elegantly walked over to Ethan Laurent, placing her hand in the crook of his arm. "I'm ready, shall we go?"
Ethan Laurent glanced at her face lightly, then at her hand holding his arm, a slight smile at the corner of his lips.
When the two of them arrived at the venue by car, there were only a few staff members present.
Raine Sullivan had also arrived early, sitting in her seat in the second row, seemingly looking at her own design sketch.
