My Flirtacious Husband novel Chapter 1523

Chapter 1523 The Right To Compare
Knowing Timothy's temperament and after being repeatedly rebuked by him, Xylia pursed her lips and chose not to speak again.

The wedding processional had concluded, and the crystal chandeliers in the banquet hall were lit up again. At that moment, a slightly overweight man in a suit approached Johanna's table.

The man politely greeted her and handed over his business card, “I'm Waylon Saafield, the editor-in-chief of Mode, and I was sitting at the table by the entrance. When you first came in, I noticed you were wearing a long black velvet dress from Chanel, but later it turned into a short version. Did you have the short version custom-made by a designer?”

“No,” Johanna said with a faint smile. “I'm a fashion designer. When I came out of the restroom, I accidentally dirtied the dress, so I cut off the dirty hem.”

Waylon was sitting at the entrance, so he could see all the guests coming in and out. Due to Johanna's exquisite beauty, he paid more attention to her.

Upon hearing this, Waylon carefully examined Johanna's dress. “I remember you went out about fifteen minutes before the wedding. Did you alter it into a short dress in just a few minutes?”

Moreover, she did not just shorten the skirt but also sewed red roses onto it. The dress exuded an air of mystery and romance while also being fashionable.

Johanna hummed nonchalantly. “Being able to alter a piece of clothing within a certain time frame is a fundamental skill for a designer.”

As a renowned editor-in-chief of a local magazine, Waylon frequently interacted with designers from major clothing brands and understood the ability to alter clothes was an essential skill for a designer.

However, in a short time, Johanna not only altered a piece of clothing but also managed to create something eye-catching. This was something only a handful of designers could achieve.

Waylon exchanged a few more words with Johanna.

Upon learning that she was not a designer for a well-known brand and had just started a design studio, Waylon did not show any less respect. He took out his business card and handed it over.

“If given the opportunity, I hope to collaborate with your studio, Ms. Joule,” he said.

Xylia froze momentarily before replying, “No.”

“I know your boss, but you're not his wife, so why should I add your contact?” Waylon stated bluntly, “If I agreed to add everyone who asked me on WhatsApp, my account would be overloaded.”

Xylia paled and questioned defiantly, “But why did you add Mrs. Jensen? Is she somehow special?”

Before Waylon could respond, Timothy remarked in an irritated manner, “My wife runs a design studio, and she's skilled with her hands, so isn't it natural for the editor of a magazine company to want to collaborate with her? What can you do? All you know is to cry and make a fuss. You've been in the entertainment industry for so long, yet, you still haven't made a name for yourself.”

He then called a waiter over and instructed him to escort Xylia out.

Xylia was both upset and annoyed. Upon noticing Ysabelle's mother coming over, she quickly approached her and grabbed her hand. “Mrs. Steele, please help me out here. Timothy is trying to kick me out.”