Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk

Chapter 531: So They’ve Met Before

Nora Northwood answered after consideration, "No, please don’t misunderstand, I came out because I had a rather important phone call."

To prove her words, she even displayed the call interface she just navigated through.

Elaine nodded, her gaze not lingering on the screen for long, secretly letting out a sigh of relief in her heart.

"If you encounter difficulties at work, you can come to me for solutions."

"Okay."

Nora thought: I must have saved the galaxy in my past life!

Away from Jasper Sinclair, with Elaine stepping in, there was always someone supporting her.

The two of them returned to the conference site, where the fashion show continued.

Only a tenth of the conference attendees were invited to watch the show; not just anyone could see the fifty haute couture pieces.

Let alone that a few of them were antique haute couture.

There were no photographers here, nor would there be entertainment reporters involved or boring interviews.

Every piece designed by Oline contained deep meanings, worth exploring for the stories and culture behind them.

However, Elaine’s thoughts were not here.

She wondered why Nora hadn’t actively reached out to her after that day.

She also wondered if Nora might blame her.

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The brand manager sat to Elaine’s left, occasionally explaining the initial inspirations behind the designs.

Elaine would nod in response, but didn’t say much.

Oline’s top salesperson sat not far away, recording a few data points based on Elaine’s changing expressions.

The former discovered that this master’s interest seemed lacking, with a fairly mundane reaction to each haute couture piece.

Soon, the small show concluded.

The manager was the first to rise, applauding enthusiastically for his models and designs.

Elaine followed closely, gracefully standing up.

"Dear, why not give this series a rating?" The manager’s tone was jubilant, clearly confident in their brand.

"Scores can’t represent everything, Oline’s haute couture has reached an exceptionally high standard, making it difficult for other designers in the industry to break through."

Elaine’s few comments put several salespeople at ease.

It seemed the September target might break records.

The manager invited Elaine again, "I’ve had a room prepared, along with the lead designer, so we can chat more."

The former had much to say, but she lightly brushed it aside, "I’d very much like to meet Oline’s designer, but I have other plans today, so it might not work out."

The manager was rebuffed but did not show the slightest displeasure, accompanying his words with laughter, "It looks like we’ll have to arrange another time."

Elaine didn’t dwell on this matter further, she raised her hand to call Vincent Morgan over, "Help me reserve today’s antique haute couture pieces, and order five more youthful and lively styles."

She did have a personal assistant, but the assistant was sick recently and didn’t come along, so she had to delegate to Vincent.

Others thought Elaine didn’t want to age, but only Vincent knew she was ordering for Nora.

When Vincent went to coordinate, she turned to face Nora, "Nora, is there any style you particularly like?"

Nora, with her endearing innocence, revealed a hint of straightforwardness from her demeanor.

"Every piece is stunningly extraordinary, and I hope to have a chance to see Oline’s actual shows in the future."

In front of the brand director, she couldn’t be too perfunctory but also couldn’t appear too eager, so she earnestly and carefully praised a few lines.