Mr. Remus, Your Billionaire Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 363

Silvia quickly got up and walked backstage. The assistant followed her as she answered, “They’re the models for the highlight of the show… They claimed that they would be here soon when Miss Williams called them half an hour ago. When Miss Williams called them again before the show, they said that they can no longer make it…”

Anger shone in Silvia’s eyes. “Why didn’t they tell us earlier?!”

The assistant almost teared up from anxiety. “Who knew something like this would happen?”

Silvia found Rita backstage. She was torn with anxiety as she made calls to look for models. She even failed to press the correct number several times.

Silvia walked up to her and held her trembling hands. “How many more models do you need?” she calmly asked.

“Eight…”

Seeing Rita’s shaky body and teary eyes, Silvia softened her tone. “Calm down. There’s more than half an hour before the highlight of the show. Go ahead and get the other models on stage first. I’ll handle the rest.”

Her voice was soothing, and Rita gradually calmed down.

“I’m sorry, Miss Pond. I didn’t expect this to happen.”

“There’s no time to dwell on it. Get the other models on stage first.”

“Okay…”

Silvia fell into deep thought and decided to give someone a call.

Meanwhile, both Ada and Snow were all smiles. They were sitting in a corner in front of the stage.

“Ada, I managed to convince those models. Let’s watch as Silvia makes a fool of herself!” Snow whispered.

Ada wore a smug look. “I need more than that. I want to see her reputation ruined!”

The launch of MY Corporation’s new products soon began.

Rita panicked while the models went onstage one by one. They already had a rehearsal with the lighting, music, and the models. If Silvia failed to find new models for the highlight of the show, their launch would be ruined.

“Keep me in the loop. I love to see her embarrass herself.”

Some audience members were getting up to leave because they were done waiting.

While Ada and Snow were feeling smug, the host went up the stage and made an announcement, “Ladies and gentlemen, please be patient. We’re about to present the final gowns in this season’s collection. After all, good things are worth the wait.”

The whispers among the audience grew fainter, and those who were about to leave sat down again. They waited for the models to go onstage.

Snow frowned and gritted her teeth, “What’s happening? Those models aren’t here. How did they get new models in such a short time?”

Ada’s expression turned unpleasant. “Calm down. I want to see what Silvia has up her sleeve!”

Soon, the lights in the hall dimmed, and a model in a long and sheer aquamarine gown slowly walked onstage.

Both Ada and Snow were struck dumb when they saw the model’s face.