Chapter 548

Unless Miss Linda is not called Jasmine! Ten o'clock in the morning. The International Fashion Design Competition is held at the Convention Center. Due to the generous rewards this time, many designers have come to participate. Freya had previously looked at the list, most of whom were designers she did not know. Because the organizers will personally present the awards and also invite the first designer to act as a personal designer, giving generous rewards, everyone wants to compete for a spot. Moreover, the organizers issued a statement two days ago, announcing an important event on the awards stage, so the heat of this competition has always been at the forefront. Some people are curious about the event mentioned by the organizers, and as soon as they enter, everyone is discussing it. The scene is crowded, and Freya, who is pregnant, feels a little dizzy as soon as she gets out of the car. Because of this, Bradley is even more careful. He has been supporting her all the way, leading her towards the VIP room.

"Honey, I'm not that fragile, you don't have to keep watching over me." Freya looked helplessly at the man who was sticking close to her and chuckled.

"You're pregnant and not feeling well, I can't relax, so before the competition starts, just rest here properly and come out when it's time for you to showcase your work."

"This is the VIP room, it's not good for a contestant like me to hide here and rest, right?"

After Freya finished speaking, she carefully looked around. It was clearly a lounge prepared for a big boss, with all kinds of snacks available and a room in the corner with a luxurious double bed.

Bradley laughed helplessly at her words, "Don't worry, this is specifically prepared for me. You're my wife, so it's only natural for you to rest in my lounge."

"Your lounge?"

Freya was stunned and exclaimed, "Honey, I didn't even know you invested in this competition?"

Bradley pursed his lips, raised an eyebrow, and smiled, "There are many things you don't know. When you win the prize, I will give you an unforgettable surprise."

He had said this before.

Freya nodded vigorously, "I look forward to it very much!"

"Okay, if you're hungry, go eat something, I'll be right back!"

"Mm."

Bradley quickly left.

But he didn't go too far, instead he entered the next office where his assistant was already waiting.

"Boss, everything is ready, the competition can begin."

"Good, go down and make arrangements."

Bradley waved his hand and walked towards the curved desk opposite.

The computer on the desk was on, and in front of him was a projection screen showing the live broadcast of the competition venue and the monitoring video of the adjacent break room.

Seeing the assistant not leaving, he frowned and asked, "Is there something else?"

"Well, our partner Mr. Yang just visited and said he wants to promote someone."

"Who?"

The assistant nodded and said, "It's Miss Linda, the top international model. Mr. Yang's meaning is that Miss Linda is the prospective daughter-in-law of an old friend of his, and he wants to ask the boss for a favor by letting her be the main model for the fashion show."

Miss Linda?

Bradley narrowed his eyes.

He remembered that the assistant had sent him this person's information a few days ago, but he had been too busy recently to deal with it, so he had forgotten about it.

Opening his email, he retrieved the information and began browsing through it again.

Linda, real name Jasmine.

Seeing this, Bradley's expression instantly darkened.

He had no desire to continue reading, so he closed it directly and said in a deep voice, "Tell Mr. Yang that Miss Linda's image does not fit our fashion show, so we cannot accommodate his request."

The undeniable first choice is still Freya.

Let Nana wear the reassuring designs?

Oh, wouldn't that spoil the reassuring design!

So no matter how famous Nana is, he will not invite her to participate in this fashion show.

The reason why she was invited to promote the competition before was because he entrusted the entire event to his assistant to handle. If he knew that Linda was Nana, he would never let her set foot in the fashion design competition.

"Okay boss, I will talk to Director Yang immediately."

The assistant went to the side to make a call and conveyed Bradley's intentions to Director Yang.

Upon hearing that Bradley refused to give him face, Director Yang was puzzled, "Miss Linda is the future daughter-in-law of the Shawn family. I am acting according to the Shawn family's wishes. Moreover, Miss Linda is a supermodel and can support all kinds of styles. How does her image not fit?"

Director Yang felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing this news. When Shawn called him earlier, he had promised to handle the matter well. But now that Bradley was not willing to cooperate with Linda, he not only felt uncomfortable in terms of face but also didn't know how to explain it to Shawn.

"Can you help me negotiate with the boss, ask him to reconsider?"

"Sorry Director Yang, the boss's decision is firm, there is no room for negotiation in this matter." The assistant glanced at Bradley, seeing his cold expression, he couldn't bring himself to say anything more.

"Can you tell me what exactly doesn't match about Miss Linda?

Mr. Yang is the partner of the fashion design contest, and he usually only deals with Assistant Lin. He knows nothing about this behind-the-scenes big boss.

But he knows that this person is very decisive, once a decision is made, it's hard to change.

But he really can't understand, if the international supermodel image doesn't match, then who is qualified to be the protagonist of this fashion show!

The assistant didn't know how to answer, so he approached SecReitary Mu Bradley for instructions.

The man's eyebrows furrowed deeply, and he coldly uttered a sentence.

The assistant was stunned by his words, took out his phone and replied to the other party, "Our boss said, unless Miss Linda is not called Jasmine!"

"What?"

Mr. Yang was stunned, who is Jasmine?

Before he could figure it out, the assistant had already hung up the phone and reported to Mu Bradley, "boss, the matter has been taken care of."

Bradley nodded, "Go out."

"Yes."

After the assistant left, Bradley elegantly crossed his legs, opened the monitoring video of the adjacent lounge, and observed Freya's every move.

The young woman sat on the sofa for a while, apparently hungry, so she went to get a bunch of grapes to eat.

It's unclear whether the grapes were out of season, as she ate one and then clutched her stomach, vomiting loudly into the trash can.

"Freya..."

Bradley murmured her name softly, his brows furrowed deeply, his heart aching.

He never expected that the usually energetic woman would be suffering so much from morning sickness, unable to keep anything down.

Bradley felt heartbroken and wanted to go check on her, but then he saw Freya put down the grapes and start eating a lemon instead.

Even through the screen, the man felt like his teeth were going to soften.

He usually dislikes sour foods the most, let alone anything involving lemons.

Unexpectedly, this little woman is enjoying it so much!

He picked up his phone and called Shadow, "Go buy some more lemons!"