"Yes, of course, I really like Chanel's latest styles. I've even thought about designing a few sets based on theirs." In a crowd of young ladies, Paris Hilton, dressed in a pink long dress, said this. As a member of the Hilton family, attending the wedding of Mr. Anderson Cowell's son was no problem at all.
"Oh? How do you plan to design them? Dye them all pink?" someone teased immediately after.
"That would be fine, as long as the designs are good, people will naturally like them," Paris responded without hesitation. Everyone here knew she had an obsession with the color pink.
After saying a few more words, Paris left them to walk elsewhere, but as soon as she turned around, the smile on her lips instantly drooped. Of course, she wasn't angry about their teasing; she had heard too much of it to be bothered—if she were to get upset about it, she would've been furious a long time ago. So, her displeasure was mainly because she couldn't find a certain person.
