Chapter 272: Damaged Show Chapter 272: Damaged Show Upon returning to tropolis, Victoria Garcia imdiately imrsed herself in her busy work.
The new season’s fall-winter press conference was to be held in just three days.
Fortunately, the preparations for this event were almost completed before her trip to Paris. Though ti was tight, the new products to be presented had already been decided upon.
This ti, the main focus was on lace embroidery and environntally friendly fur. The embroidery was handmade, stitch by stitch, by the Handicraft Masters at Green City Old Factory. The environntally friendly fur was made using the highest-end dostic machines, without harming a single animal, and the finished product was even more exquisite.
This had always been Victoria’s principle: to produce fur products without spilling a drop of blood.
As the products for the press conference were mainly high-end custom designs, they were targeted at a high-end clientele, and therefore cost was not a primary consideration; the goal was simply to make them as high-quality as possible.
When the finished products were laid out in front of Victoria one by one, all she could think was how truly beautiful they were!
Won inherently find it difficult to say no to exquisite items.
Looking at the embroidered items, Victoria couldn’t help but think of her own mother. Her mother’s embroidery was the best Victoria had ever seen, and their house is now filled with many such pieces.
An idea flashed across her mind, and Victoria made up her mind to do it.
She would hold an embroidery exhibition in her mother’s na because it would be such a waste if those beautiful pieces simply remained piled up at ho.
Candy Foster’s arrival interrupted Victoria’s thoughts.
“General Garcia, everything is ready,” Candy reported.
“Are the backups prepared as well?” Victoria asked.
“Yes, they’re all set.”
“Keep the backups in a separate location and don’t tell anyone else. You and Emily Nelson are the only ones who need to know,” Victoria said casually.
“Understood,” Candy responded, then continued: “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving now.”
“Wait a mont,” Victoria called out to Candy.
“Yes, what is it?”
Victoria relayed to Candy her idea of hosting an embroidery exhibition in her mother’s na.
“Don’t worry. I’ll find a suitable location as quickly as possible.”
“Alright, thank you for your hard work.”
Candy smiled and replied, “It’s my duty.”
The two exchanged smiles, and Candy exited Victoria’s office.
The three days passed in a flash, and the press conference took place as scheduled at the National Conference Centre in tropolis.
Victoria was standing offstage, waiting for the show to begin, when soone approached her and whispered in her ear: “Vice President Garcia, we just discovered that the clothes have sohow been stained with ink. The models don’t have anything to wear backstage. What should we do?”
The person speaking was Sophie Chester, the chief planner and director responsible for the event.
“We have twenty minutes until the show starts. Have you thought of a solution?” Victoria calmly asked.
Sophie naturally showed extre anxiety, apologizing profusely, “I really don’t know how this happened. The items were fine when I checked them before they were transported, but they were ruined when I opened them.”
“Soone must be sabotaging us. I’m already looking for the person responsible by checking the video records. Once we find them, I’ll hand them over to Vice President Garcia for disposal.”
“Do you think dealing with this person is more important right now, or completing the show?” Victoria asked, looking straight at her.
“But…” Sophie said desperately: “The models don’t have any clothes to wear. How can we continue with the show? Vice President Garcia, please give us a solution.”
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