Chapter 971 The Lions Big Mouth

Chapter 971: Chapter 971: The Lion’s Big Mouth

Chapter 971 -971: The Lion’s Big Mouth

Buck Drew smirked slightly, and the director finally sighed in relief, “Eve, just apologize! Miss Evans doesn’t need you to compensate for mental distress, it’s just a simple request. As long as you agree, this matter will be over.”

Eve clenched her lips tightly, her face full of resentment as she looked at Xaviera Evans. It seemed like just an apology, but a public apology would mean admitting that she stole someone else’s design, and she wouldn’t be able to participate in the show.

This little bitch was quite capable, actually using the power of the Flack family and Drew to pressure her. Did she really think that she was a soft persimmon to be kneaded?

Eve suddenly raised her eyes, gritting her teeth, and said, “Director, don’t forget who is investing in this show. If I publicly apologize, it would be tantamount to leaving the show. How could it continue?”

The director’s face turned awkward. 50 million dollars was not a small sum, but he couldn’t afford to offend the Flack family because of this money! After pondering for a while, he said somewhat stiffly, “Eve, it’s not right to say that. This is your mistake, and you should apologize. Even if someone is backing you up, you can’t…”

“Miss Evans, can we have a talk?” Eve interrupted the director’s words, her face gloomy as she looked at Xaviera Evans.

Xaviera Evans glanced at her coldly, making Eve feel extremely embarrassed. She had never been so humiliated before; suppressing her anger, she said directly, “I’ll get straight to the point. I’ll buy this design from you, and we’ll forget about the public apology.”

Everyone froze. Did Eve mean to buy Xaviera Evans’ design and compete with it?

The scene fell silent for a moment, and fans of Elijah Flack couldn’t help but curse, “Is she crazy? She stole someone else’s design, wouldn’t apologize, and now she wants to buy it with money?”

“Miss Evans is a chief designer at Glaze and Elijah Flack’s sister. Does she lack money? She just wants an explanation!”

Eve heard the surrounding ridicule and sneered in her heart. This little designer’s last name was Evans, and she wasn’t Elijah Flack’s biological sister. The Flack family might not lack money, but it didn’t mean this young girl wasn’t short on cash. Eve honestly believed that as long as she offered enough money, Xaviera Evans wouldn’t pursue the matter further.

“Miss Evans, just tell me how much money you want.”

Buck Drew’s eyes turned cold. Did she really think she could settle Xaviera Evans with money? Xaviera Evans’ designs were one of a kind and irreplaceable by money alone. Just as he was about to step forward and scold her, Xaviera Evans suddenly looked up and said with a smile, “Fine.”

Everyone was stunned, even Buck Drew swallowed his words. Eve hadn’t expected the issue to be resolved so easily; her eyes flashed a trace of contempt.

She knew that given Xaviera Evans’ current status and strength, her design might be worth several hundred thousand dollars, or even 1 million, but that wasn’t a problem. Her sugar daddy had invested 50 million already, and wouldn’t care about this 1 million.

“50 million dollars!”

Xaviera Evans spoke casually but with an air of unquestionable authority.

Buck Drew, who had been filled with anger: “…”

The crowd was dumbstruck, while only Elijah Flack smiled, as if he had expected it.

Eve’s mind echoed with the phrase ’50 million dollars,’ and she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Her face turned pale, then green with anger, she gritted her teeth and said, “Miss Evans, don’t joke.”

Xaviera Evans lazily crossed her arms, “Do I look like I’m joking? Are you saying my design is not worth 50 million dollars?”

The design was hers, and she had the right to set the price. If Eve thought it was too expensive, she could choose not to buy it. She only needed to apologize publicly online.

Enraged, Eve yelled, “Even if your design is excellent, it’s just a piece of paper after all. How could it be worth 50 million dollars? You want money, but you can’t just name any price! If you keep messing around, our deal is off!”

“Deal off?” Xaviera Evans laughed out loud and raised her eyebrows, “Miss Doleman, it seems you still don’t understand. You stole the design, you refused to apologize, and insisted on buying my design. I agreed to your request. Now you want to cancel it. If you’re not sincere about buying it, then forget it.”

Eve was so angry that her voice became shrill, “You asking for 50 million dollars is because you know someone invested that much in the show for me! You’re clearly just toying with me!”

Even if she was Xaviera Evans, the top costume designer, asking for 50 million dollars for just one design was obviously an exorbitant price. Gritting her teeth, Eve said, “I can only give you two million dollars!”

Elijah Flack frowned. Was two million dollars meant for beggars?