"What a coincidence... brother."
Justin Battleson looked at Leon Battleson with a calm and direct expression, his eyes cold.
"By the way, I wonder if you are satisfied with this collaboration with Worsen?"
The sarcastic and mocking words had barely left Justin's lips when he noticed a slight stiffness in the smile at the corner of Leon's mouth.
Leon then turned his head, took a glass of champagne from a tray held by a servant, and tilted it slightly towards Justin.
"Of course, since it was designed by Miss Thompson, how could there be any dissatisfaction?"
The less his smile reached his eyes, the brighter Leon's smile became at the corners of his mouth.
Finally, whether intentionally or not, he cast his gaze on Charlotte Thompson's face and praised, "Miss Thompson, you look truly beautiful today."
"After watching the entire show today, I realized that the dresses designed by Miss Charlotte are truly exquisite and perfect."
