Reborn and Revenge

Chapter 40 Brand Endorsement

Just as Jason had predicted, Professor Jordon's office became crowded.

Those male students came to the office in droves with the excuse of research and design direction to

find Miss Angel.

Miss Angel did what she said, discussed with them, consulted information, and was patient and

meticulous.

She was good at theoretical knowledge and painting skill.

In the beginning, it was always boys.

Girls and girls had always been natural enemies.

However, as those boys wer more and more “obsessed” with learning and their homework became

more and more excellent, the girls began to find her.

Angel was not a melodramatic person. She didn't discriminate between boys and girls, and she was

more partial to girls.

Therefore, many girls became her loyal fans.

Hugo only onlookered on them and helped when he needed to. Most of the time he let Angel do all the

work, so his life was very leisurely.

He liked lively and enthusiastic students, and he thought this was the only way to perfect his teaching

career.

Once again, he was impressed by what a brilliant decision he had made in bringing in Angel.

All he had to do was see that Angel didn't get stolen by a boy.

If Angel had been taken away, Kyle would have torn down his little building.

Since the last plagiarism incident, Aydin and Harvey became differment and admired Angel.

They had never been humiliated to be named and exposed.

After class, they wanted to find the man who cheated them to vent their anger, but Angel overheard

that.

Angel, clutching a pile of books, asked them, “Why could he lie to you? That's because you guys are

stupid and rich! Don’t you feel ashamed? Can you give me a new look at you instead of make me

categorizing you as spoilt idiots?”

These two rich boys were simple, not stupid.

These people had a common feature: they had been used to listening to good words since childhood.

Occasionally someone went against them, they felt that it was fresh and pleasant to listen to.

Thus, they had been determined to be good.

Now they studied hard, which surprised the people around them, and the little boys who followed them

naturally followed their movements.

All of a sudden, the ethos of the design school seemed to be right.

Anna’s plagiarism finally got the understanding of Professor Jordan. After all, Belle was Professor

Jordan's heart headache, and Anna’s reason made Hugo once again miss her.

Since people around Anna spread out such a sad story, Anna’s image did not suffer any loss, but let

her more pitiful.

But gradually, the design school has shifted to focus on the small design building, and even the topic of

discussion had been a variety of alternate themes.

Those who surround her in daily life were all hoping that their design talents could be recognized by

her, and they could work in The Newman Group in the future.

However, they had begun to pull away from her in recent days.

This let Anna gradually felt uneasy.

She wanted to be surrounded, no matter where.

She was still surrounded by die-hard fans, but that was not enough.

At last, at her cue, her foolish followers found out the truth.

The truth was that they were all around Angel now.

Boys and girls were all surround Angel.

Anna and William had a relationship, but, Anna still liked to be surrounded by boys.

Anna liked those boys looking at her, which made her very satisfied.

However, since Angel showed up, a lot of things had changed in a subtle, which made her flutter.

Angel was hostile to her.

She had never met anyone who treated her so coldly, and no matter how how hard she tried to please

Angel, Angel did not buy it.

What was the reason?

She was just an idiot. Even if she was with Belle, Anna had never offened her, so there should be no

hatred between them.

She was a Duncan, so she would not do anything bad to Angel, for that Angel was repelled her?

Anna was puzzled.

But she could not avoid Angel.

So, by hook or by crook, she was going to break the ice and be good friends with Angel.

Anna carefully thought about every conversation between her and Angel and found that Angel was not

willing to mention Belle.

Was it because, mentioning Belle was equal to uncovering her scar?

After all, Angel was an idiot when she was with Belle. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

She must not want to mention it now.

Anna suddenly enlightened.

She did it wrong.

That was a big mistake.

As for Professor Jordan and Jason, she could use Belle's story to attract their attention, to get their

sympathy.

But Angel was different!

How stupid she was.

Thinking of this, Anna suddenly got into a good mood.

She would get close to Angel with a brand-new identity. She had many stylists at her hand, so she did

not need Belle’s work. Even though it would be not extraordinary, it was still good.

So, Anna also joined the discussion army, and soon she became a leader, who surrounded Miss Angel

and Professor Jordan.

Angel silently watched the changes of Anna, but she was calm in heart.

Sure she was Anna.

Mr. Clayton's birthday was coming. The Duncan family was busy getting it ready.

Alexia told Angel when she was back from business trip, they had to move back to the Duncan’s in

advance.

Angel had no problem with that.

After dinner, Angel knocked on Alexia's door with two big boxes in her arms.

Alexia looked at her in surprise, “What is this?”

Angel grinned and asked, “Aunt, could you do me a favor?”

“Yes.” Alexia said without hesitation.

Angel opened the upper box. Inside was an evening dress, glowing with light gold in the light.

Alexia was stunned, this color was beautiful.

She couldn't help but touch it. The texture was very good.

“This is --” She looked at Angel.

Angel reached for the dress, shook it, and smiled. “Try it on, Aunt.”

Alexia pointed to herself, “Me?”

Angel nodded, “Yes, Aunt, I designed this dress myself. I want you to wear it at Grandpa's birthday

party. Will you be my endorsement?”

Alexia looked at the clothes and froze, “Really? Angel, is this one of your designs? When did you

design it? Why didn't I know? It is beautiful.”

Alexia was so shocked.

Angel pushed Alexia to the dressing room, “Aunt, try it on first, see if it fits, if not, I'll change it for you.”

Alexia gently stroked the clothes on her body, and walked out slowly.

“Wow, aunt, how beautiful you are!” Angel exclaimed, took Alexia's arm with a smile and pulled her to

the mirror.

On the wide belt around the waist there were some faint patterns of ancient words, which seemed to be

gone when you looked at it closely, but only the pattern of the material itself.

Alexia raised the skirt, and found that the skirt embroidered with the same folded branch pattern. When

the skirt was fluttering, it was like an indescribable spring.

“Angel, this dress is beautiful.” Alexia sincerely exclaimed.

Angel stepped back and looked at Alexia. “Wow, aunt, you are beautiful!”

Although Alexia had been nearly forty years, but well maintained.

And experience was in her temperament.

Alexia was admiring the details on the dress, “Angel, these flowers should be hand embroidered,

right?” She fingered the pattern of her skirt.

“Well, I painted it and embroidered a small part, most of them were completed by Heidi. Her

embroidery work is good, I can not match.” Angel helped Alexia with her clothes.

“Aunt, if the waist is slimer, it will show your figure. I help you change.” Angel's hands were at the waist

of Alexia.

“No, I think it's just right. Don't make it so tight. I am no longer a little girl, and I don’t like to suffer for the

sake of beauty.” Alexia said with a smile.

“The little girls don’t like to suffer for the sake of beauty too. You are a little girl, but you are charming

than little girls! Well, it doesn't matter if it is not to be changed though, and I don't like it too tight.” Angel

said.

Alexia patted her head, “Do you have honey? Why do you always say sweet words?”

She turned from side to side, looking at the flowers on her skirts, “Angel, I never thought I would ever

wear one of your designs. I am so happy now.”

Angel rolled her eyes. “Aunt,” she said, “Will you keep wearing my clothes? Our brand is about to start

building momentum, and with an endorsement like you, we can take off.”

“Yes, I don’t need endorsement fee.” Alexia pulled her niece's pigtail.

Angel stuck out her tongue. “We have no money. We're poor now.”