At the thought, he took out his phone and dialed Dollie's number. She picked up quickly.

“Hi, Sheffield."

Hearing her voice, Sheffield asked expressionlessly, "Are you on the catwalk?"

"No, I just finished. I'm heading to my dressing room. I need to change." It was a pleasant surprise for her to receive a call from him.

She answered the phone before taking off her clothes

“Okay. Call me back when you're free."

"Okay."

She gave the phone to her assistant and tossed the hem of her dress before ordering, "Remove my makeup now!"

However, she didn't know there was an exposed nail. When she tossed her dress, it hit a cabinet and snagged on it. She took a step forward.

Ssshhriiip! Everyone heard the cloth tearing.

Following the sound, she turned around and saw a long rent in the hem of her dress.

The assistant hurried to help her with the dress.

"Oh, no. It's bad."

The incident caught everyone's eye. Some were gloating, some felt regretful, and some didn't think it had anything to do with them.

The clothing designer was still giving an interview outside, and currently only the models and staff members were backstage.

Dollie was flustered for a moment, but then calmed down.

"Don't worry.

It's already served its purpose. It probably won't need to be worn again."

The assistant nodded, trying to say something. But thinking of Dollie's bad temper, she swallowed her words.

At this moment, a woman asked, "What happened?"

“It's Nadia. And Evelyn..." Dollie's assistant whispered.

“Good evening, Evelyn, Nadia." The models and staff members in the backstage greeted both of them warmly.

Actually, Evelyn just happened to pass by the backstage and heard the noise. Nadia immediately noticed her boss's frown and asked what was going on.

The assistant to Dollie apologized in a hurry, “I'm sorry, Evelyn. The dress... The dress was torn accidentally.”

Evelyn frowned at her words. Every cut of clothing displayed tonight was a one-of-a-kind original. If one of them was damaged, it couldn't be mass produced.