American Legendary Life

PS: I can’t support my family by writing a book. I have just joined the job recently. There will be fluctuations in the update. I will adjust it as soon as possible.

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"What happened?" Li Zitao, who was watching the ball, came over and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Charlie... Your Excellency, something has gone wrong." For the BOSS in this BOSS, the assistant behaved a bit cautiously and hurriedly got up and explained.

When learning that this temporary model named Vivian had damaged Gardner's clothes, Li Zitao had a headache for her this year's winter fashion show theme.

"I'll compensate, sir." Vivian said bitterly, bitterly.

It’s not her fault. It’s too messy here. No one wants to remind them what to do, and the dress hangs on the hanger.

But now it seems that someone hangs it upside down, so that when Vivienne gets it, she is complaining about why anyone would appreciate this strange skirt.

"Compensation, it's worth 4600 francs, what do you use to compensate?" Seeing her grievances, the assistant's sharp and long tone was like the harsh stepmother in the opera.

Vivian was chosen by him. She was working as a waiter in a restaurant. He brought her here and let her participate in this grand event.

Now, everything was messed up by her.

Mr. Dior will be furious, so that the two of them get out together.

"Gosh!" The models all felt sorry for her, but they were gloating in the eyes.

Vivienne is very beautiful, with beautiful facial features and a mid-centred flower and butterfly hairstyle, with natural resistance and contradictions.

Under the slender eyebrows are bright, bright eyes, the eyes are full of cunning, a kind of natural laziness and charm.

Capricious and young, with a cute, cute woman like an aristocratic cat, she will naturally be jealous and excluded.

In this immature and chaotic industry, no one wants to see such a peer appear beside him.

Especially when she was only 18 years old, she was blooming like flowers, which made those who were about to wither, who were jealous and crazy.

It is a pity that her career was destroyed by her own hands before reaching darkness.

Now she has to face something more terrible than exclusion, a huge amount of compensation.

At 4,600 francs, Vivian's brain fell into a blank, the surrounding sounds gradually went away, and the scenery became distorted.

Vivienne can imagine that when her parents know the news, all the life she has now will go away.

Dance, dreams, and schools will all break into dreams--

"I think this is enough." Just then, a cheque was handed out from her cheek and placed in front of the assistant.

"Is there any way to make up?" Li Weitao, who was still in the "sleepwalking", ignored the assistant and asked him to find Dior as soon as possible.

"Your Excellency, you are really a generous and kind hearted man." The assistant collected the check and looked at Vivian with a complex and envious look before leaving quickly.

"Okay, it's okay, you can continue your work." Passing the checkbook to Ava, Li Zitao turned to leave.

"First... Your Excellency, can I know your name? I will return the money to you." Vivian's eyes widened, and her tearful pupil was full of stubbornness and gratitude.

Looking at Li Zitao's turning eyes, Vivian said again, "I will pay it back."

"I believe this is my address. I will stay here for 3 days." Write down the address of the hotel and Li Zitao returned to his seat to continue watching the ball.

But his thoughts were all attracted to Vivienne, a woman who had seen it countless times in "The Gone with the Wind".

When she learned of her brilliant and tortured life, the woman who made him feel sorry for her.

Throughout the ages, there have been too many startling and glamorous women who have lost to a love.

Vivienne Hartley, the sorrowful beloved by the heavens, is as perfect as the beauty out of the oil painting, and he can't escape this curse.

"God made me meet her before everything started, is it a sign that I should save her?" Li Zitao lost his mind.

If the information in the memory is correct, Vivienne is not a generous woman.

Her feelings are delicate and sensitive, and she is always extremely vulnerable.

She couldn't bear the enthusiasm of her lover, but she devoted herself to every emotion, causing her to collapse.

"Now, she should have met her first husband?" Cambridge's tall student, an elegant middle-aged gentleman, her life mentor.

Thinking of this, Li Zitao couldn't help feeling anxious, ticking his finger at Ava.

After hearing what BOSS told, Eva's eyes became very strange, but when she looked at Vivian, there was a trace of sympathy in her eyes.

The fashion show was held as scheduled, and the beautifully dressed models walked from the narrow path and scratched their heads in front of the people.

Stay for about 5 minutes, then leave the field from the other side and start again.

When Vivian appeared, her face and temperament, the kind of confrontation between the flesh and the soul, was as stunning as the split-like charm.

Li Zitao's eyes are also stunning~www.readwn.com~The pupils are getting brighter and brighter, which makes him more firm in his previous thoughts.

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After finishing the catwalk, Vivienne lost the modeling job she had just got.

This result did not make her feel sad. When accepting this job, she was just thinking of making a small sum of money.

She has her own work and studies, acting and dancing, that is her dream.

But she never thought that this temporary job would make her owe huge compensation, 4600 francs, what should she do?

Maybe she should go to Holman, and now he is the only one who can help herself.

Thinking of the handsome gentleman whom she met at the ball, Holman is pursuing her passionately, Vivienne hopes to get his help.

At the tram to Holman's law firm, Vivian met Holman with the help of the front desk.

"Holman, I need your help." Vivian looked at his eyes with only hope, if he could not help himself, then what would be the consequences.

When Vivian came out of the law firm again, her eyes were completely desperate.

She didn't know how to repay the arrears. Perhaps, the kind gentleman could ask her to extend the repayment period.

At the moment, the night is sultry and Paris, known as the fashion capital, shows its unique charm.

In the past, Vivienne would always shuttle through the streets and alleys, admiring the architectural art of different periods and the dresses on the ladies.

She is very interested in the behavior of people of different classes and conversations.

But at the moment she was just sitting on the tram in a muddle, holding a blank paper with an address in her hand, stunned in a daze.

If the generous gentleman disagrees, what should she do?