After tying up all the loose ends, I picked up my suitcase—and headed for the airport.
Just as I arrived at the airport, Adriana called again.
“Sorry, Allen. A few partners suddenly showed up at the company to discuss the next season’s fashion collaborations—I really can’t get away.”
“I’ve asked my assistant to pick you up and take you to the hotel. Remember how you always wanted me to design a suit for you? I finally did. I’m sure you’ll look amazing in it.”
“Mm. Okay.”
I hung up.
My eyes drifted to two nearby girls who were huddled over the phone, looking at pictures and chatting excitedly.
“Wow! I can’t believe Miss Lawson is not only good-looking but also such a talented menswear designer. I’d go be a man just to wear those clothes!”
“As if being a man is enough to get one. This entire fashion show is exclusive—every single outfit was designed by Miss Lawson for her husband. Hundreds of pieces, all one-of-a-kind, made from the finest fabrics.”
“And it’s a private event too—she didn’t want to disturb her husband. Thank God your boyfriend works as a department head at Lawson Group, or we’d never get to see these sneak peeks.”