Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 709

ALL the models were in the process of having their makeup applied.

Maxine was among them, looking cheerful.

Her face brightened into a smile when she saw Madisyn.

“Miss Johns, you’re here.”

“Yes, how is everything going?” Madisyn inquired.

“I think I’m ready,” said Maxine confidently.

Despite her lengthy absence from the runway, her recent rehearsals had restored her confidence.

While they were talking, two people walked by outside.

“It’s absurd.

How long has it been since her last runway show? Yet she still dares to be a model here.”

“Indeed, some people just lack shame.

They don’t even fear making fools of themselves.”

The two models spoke loudly and mockingly, their comments obviously directed at Maxine.

Maxine’s expression grew icy as she looked in their direction.

One model quickly added, “Oh, Maxine, we weren’t discussing you.

Don’t take it the wrong way.”

Although her words sounded regretful, her demeanor was far from it.

It was clear they were mocking Maxine.

In the modeling industry, opportunities were scarce, and Maxine’s return was seen as a threat by others, sparking their hostility.

Madisyn was taken aback by these models’ blatant rudeness, mocking openly without hesitation.

Maxine sighed deeply, deciding to overlook their comments.

However, Madisyn couldn’t stay silent.

“It’s fortunate some people are models because they certainly lack charm.

I would never consider recruiting them to my company.”

“Miss Johns… Maxine looked at her, initially shocked, then realized what she meant and smiled.

“Yes, I agree.

There’s no room for such individuals in our field.”

The two models, though physically fit, had plain appearances.

Upon hearing Madisyn’s words, they became enraged.

One snapped, “What the hell did you just say?”

“Don’t get the wrong idea.

I wasn’t referring to you,” Madisyn responded coolly, casting them a dismissive Look.

The models were angry but found themselves without recourse, as they had initiated the mockery.

Maxine felt satisfied and admired Madisyn even more.

With just a few words, Madisyn had cleverly flipped the script.

At that moment, Maxine’s assistant rushed over, breathing heavily and close to tears.

“Maxine, something awful has happened.”

“ihat’s wrong?” Maxine responded, her face turning grave.

The assistant held out a dress, tears welling in her eyes.

“I went to fetch your gown, but it’s ripped.”

The gown was a snug, strapless piece with a layered, vintage-style hem that stood out for its beauty and elegance.

Unfortunately, there was a clear rip at the bottom of the gown.