Chapter 90

Kia's POV

The party had gotten off to a great start. Everyone was howling and cheering the models. But I had my eyes fixed on just one person.

She was yet to make her debut appearance, but her models swam in and out of the runaway, sashaying and swinging their hips attractive ouuu and ahhs from the cheering crowd.

For someone who barely paid any attention to the fashion world, I found myself googling at some of the designs that were showcased, and it wasn't a myth that Tracy indeed knew her onions.

Two seats away from me, to my right, am an old couple with dull white hair, neatly combed, the wife with a set of shiny pearls that hung loosely around her neck, delicately sips a cup of warm tea while wearing a huge smile plastered onto her face as her spouse chuckles deeply while conversing with her.

Behind them sits an overly enthusiastic teacher flipping about cards to the uninterested children behind her. They seem extremely bored and do not pay attention back to her and arrogantly th