Elvie glanced at her and answered her in a nice voice, “Of course. I made a nice dress.”
She had just asked that person and that person had said that she had erased all traces and the organizers wouldn’t find out about the truth.
That person was the one who escaped from that thing, and if she said so, it must be true.
And that person also said that the erasure of their traces was replaced with the traces of another designer on purpose, so that the organizers would only check that the other designer did it.
So, of course, she was in a good mood.
Only this time it could not drive Aria out of the competition.
Not long after, Aria and Charlene came back.
Charlene had a bandage on her head and her face was pale and she looked very weak.
Other designers and models came up to greet the two and ask them what happened.
However, Aria and Charlene casually dealt with them and sent them away.
Aria had just pushed Charlene into seat and prepared to do her makeup, when Elvie walked over.