Chapter 450
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The moment that message appeared, crimson sparks flared up, and the system window vanished, leaving behind only ashes.
My heart pounded so hard it echoed in my eardrums, and cold sweat dampened my palms.
The fashion show had reached its final stretch—models lined up for the finale. I turned as the main designer appeared on stage.
“What are you doing?”
Suddenly, someone grabbed my arm with force and yanked me backward.
“It’s not over yet.”
When I turned, I saw Min Jiheon’s eyes widen with confusion.
“Why...”
He seemed to say something, but I couldn’t hear a word.
The lights dimmed again. The show must have ended.
I pushed through the crowd that gathered for greetings and small talk, heading quickly toward the exit.