Twins Secret (Tiffany)

Chapter 162 Whose Clothes Are These? Julie had no idea about Leon's memory issues when she made that comment because the Coopers had kept it under wraps.

They told everyone that Leon's brain hadn't fully recovered after he woke up, causing his memory to be patchy. Tiffany knew Leon didn't fully trust her, which was why he was considering Lauren. Leon wanted to see who could boost the company's sales more effectively between her and Lauren.

If Lauren outperformed her, Leon might end their collaboration.

Tiffany understood that this fashion show was the battleground between her and Lauren.

They would each present their designs on different stages, showcasing their unique styles.

Whoever won would stay.

Tiffany chuckled softly to herself, thinking that Leon must have seen Lauren's design skills to choose her.

After all, Leon wouldn't keep someone useless around.

Lauren was indeed a formidable opponent.

"Don't worry about it. We just need to focus on preparing the winter collection and the next fashion show for the Cooper Group." Seeing that Tiffany wasn't concerned, Julie nodded obediently and went back to work.

Tiffany continued to stare at the screen, which displayed sinformation about Lauren.

Steven had just sent over the data, and this was all he could find.

Tiffany was surprised to learn that Lauren was from Global Nexus Corporation.

Tiffany had heard of Global Nexus Corporation; it was a company that could rival the Cooper Group internationally.

So why would they send a designer back home? What was Global Nexus Corporation's plan in having Lauren get close to Leon? Were they looking to collaborate with Leon, or did they have other motives? There were too many unknowns, so Tiffany had a bad feeling.

She started to worry about Leon.

Maybe she could find an opportunity to meet Lauren and use hypnosis to get sanswers from her.

However, deep hypnosis required the full cooperation of the subject.

Otherwise, it wouldn't work.

Tiffany thought about it for a long tand decided to give it a try.

She had to help Leon.

Even if he didn't remember everything, Tiffany didn't want to see him in danger again. In the studio.

Sophia was shooting a commercial. After finishing a take, she needed to change clothes.

She walked back to the dressing room, unbuttoned her outfit, and tossed it onto the couch, taking deep breaths. "Who designed these clothes? Are they even meant for people?" Sophia angrily questioned her manager. "Sophia, just bear with it for now. The brand insisted you wear their designs for the shoot to promote their clothes and save on advertising costs. It's my fault for not noticing this clause when I signed the contract." The manager sighed, quickly poured Sophia swater, and signaled the makeup artist to bring another outfit. Sophia rolled her eyes impatiently.

She had planned to wear Tiffany's designs for the shoot.

But when she arrived on set, she was told to change.

The worst part was that the designer of these clothes was Elora.

Sophia knew Elora had sided with Lauren in the past, so she naturally had a bad impression of her.

However, work was work, and Sophia couldn't refuse.

But as soon as she put the outfit on, she felt suffocated. To avoid delaying the shoot, Sophia held her breath the entire time, so now she was dreading these clothes.

When Sophia tried to change into another outfit, she found that the zipper on the back wouldn't go up.

She laughed in frustration. "Are you sure these clothes are wearable?" Sophia turned to the stylists, who lowered their heads, not daring to comment.

Just then, the dressing room door opened, and Elora walked in, hearing Sophia's question.

"Miss Brown, do you not like these clothes? Or do you not like me?" Elora walked in with teary eyes, looking like she had been wronged.

"I know you're friends with Miss Grey, but you can't take it out onbecause of that." Before Sophia could say a word, Elora had already blamed her.

Sophia didn't want to waste targuing with Elora. She pointed to her back and asked, "So how do you suggest I zip this up? Every piece you design is too small. Have you thought about people's body sizes?" Sophia didn't like Elora, but she never let personal feelings interfere with work.

She was pointing out a real issue with the design, but Elora refused to admit any fault. Elora rubbed her eyes, squeezing out a few tears.

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"Miss Brown, I made these clothes om according to standard body proportions, if you can't fit into them, maybe you should consider if you've gained weight?" "I've gained weight?" Sophia just couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her manager awkwardly scratched her nose.

Sophia was known for her slim figure in the entertainment industry. Never before had anyone called her fat.

"Elora, I'm 5'7" and weigh less than ninety pounds. To look better for this shoot, I've been eating boiled M cabbage for days. If you think this is fat, then who are your clothes designed for? Can you fit into them yourself?" Sophia pointed out the problem, but Elora refused to listen and twisted the issue.

"Miss Brown, are you callingfat? Why are you attackingpersonally?" Elora cried as she spoke, making everyone in the room uncomfortable.

Sophia took a deep breath, feeling like she was about to pass out. Dealing with Elora was just bad luck.

"Let's try another outfit, Miss Brown. We have a few more. Can you manage for three more commercials?" The stylist couldn't help but speak up, looking at Sophia with sympathy.

"It's fine, let's change." Sophia rubbed her temples and changed into a looser dress, sucking in her stomach to zip it up.

Fortunately, the rest of the shoot went quickly, though Sophia's stomach was red from being squeezed.

When she changed back into her own clothes, she complained, "Libbie, let's not work with this brand again. If this continues, I'll suffocate." "Alright. It's definitely their fault. Let's get back to the hotel and put sointment on it." Her manager, Libbie Harper, prioritized Sophia's well-being. After saying goodbye to the crew, she took Sophia away.

Two hours later, Julie rushed into Tiffany's office with her phone.

"Tiffany, something's wrong! Miss Brown is in trouble!"