I could hear someone snicker in the crowd as if they were just waiting for me to screw up.
Ethan held my hand firmly. I gave him a grateful look, feeling a rush of warmth inside.
Just then, Lianne leaned in close and whispered, "Evelyn, I just had an idea. We might still have a chance!"
I shot my head up. "What's the idea?"
Lianne gave me a bright smile. "Trust me, we've got this! Just hold down the fort, and I'll be back in no time!"
Without saying another word, she bolted out of the venue, leaving Ethan and me scratching our heads.
Meanwhile, a tall guy was making his way toward us from the other end of the venue. His hairstyle was perfectly styled, his features were sharp, and he carried himself with undeniable confidence.
Ethan leaned in and whispered, "That's Austin Hall, one of the founders of Lendora Fashion Week. He's a legend in the Erudian fashion world. He was a brilliant designer back in the day, but then he moved into running Fashion Week.
"He turned Lendora Fashion Week into one of the biggest fashion events in the world. We were working out of a small studio and wouldn't even make it here if it weren't for him."
I almost choked when I realized he was the one behind half of Lendora Fashion Week's success. He was heading straight for me with a mysterious smile I couldn't figure out.
Was he here just to watch me fail?
I gulped. I had to take this on, no matter what. This was my final shot to prove myself—I couldn't let it slip by!
Austin reached me and scanned me from head to toe.
I straightened up.
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