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Chapter 178 Celebratory Drinks
Before Sarah could finish her words, Anna was already annoyed at her actions. “Why did you run?
Didn’t I ask you to stroll over and take a casual look? You looked like you were going to steal
something. What if they returned and bumped into you?”
Sarah waved her hands. “They won’t be back.”
Confused, Anna blurted out, “What?”
Her hands clasped on her knees, Sarah panted for some time before she resumed talking. “They are
sold out. Not one item was left.”
The news shocked Anna, and her eyes widened. “What did you say? They are really sold out?”
Nodding, she was shocked by the sight as well. Even though it was her guess to begin with, she never
took it seriously because the possibility of selling out on the first day was close to nil. She recalled the
opening day of Anna’s studio when they had sold about five items. Back then, Anna even thought that it
was a decent result.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHow could Olivia’s studio sell out within half an hour?
Anna stumbled onto the sofa. Although the billboard ads across the city were indeed good marketing
for Olivia, the speed at which the items sold out was mind-boggling.
“How many items did they prepare?” She asked numbly.
Sarah answered, “They had at least twenty items on their mannequins, but the total amount of products
is definitely more than whatever is on the mannequins. Anyway, there’s nothing left on the
mannequins.”
Anna’s soulless eyes wandered over to the studio across the street. She recalled that she had
prepared about forty pieces of work for her studio opening. Judging by Olivia’s grand opening, Olivia
must have had more than twenty pieces in stock.
Olivia showed no mercy.
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At the hotel, the banquet was nearing an end. As the host, Olivia had to go around and toast the
guests. Although she was a good drinker, two hours of toasting the individuals made her tipsy. Her
footsteps were unsteady, whereupon she lost her coordination and almost toppled over. Thankfully,
someone grabbed her at that moment. In a moment of panic, she turned around to look at her lifesaver
before breaking into a smile. “Eugene?”
Eugene was frustrated. “I know you’re a heavyweight, but you can’t go on like this. It’s fine to down a
glass at each table, but you can’t toast every single guest!”
Her cheeks flushed and her gaze hazy; she squinted her eyes into a crescent shape with a smile. “I’m
happy!”
He took her arm and pampered her, saying, “I know you’re happy today. Leave the rest to me. Please
take a seat.”
She fired back, “No. I can’t be unfair. There’s only one table left. I can do it!”
“What if I toast them on behalf of you? Is that fine?” Eugene wanted to reach a compromise.
Olivia blinked her eyes at him in the middle of a daze and shook her head. “No.”
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Eugene frowned. “Why not? I’m one of the stakeholders.” Why did she have to keep him at arm’s
length?
Olivia knitted her brows in response and sternly reasoned, “You will have to drive later.”
Upon hearing that, Eugene was defeated. “That’s not a problem. I’ll have Curtis pick us up later.”
She nodded in approval. “Well, that works.”
He found it frustrating and funny that she was reluctant to take his advice.
Leading her to the final table, he noticed that the guests were all close acquaintances. Due to their
close relationships, everyone could tell that Eugene was ready to toast on behalf of Olivia.
Therefore, those who did not plan to drink insisted on toasting Olivia for fun.
The first one to joke around was Marcus. Stealing a look at Eugene, he raised his glass at Olivia with a
smile. “Olivia, you’re the boss because it’s your opening day. I’ll toast you. I’m not going to repeat the
cliche well wishes because I know that your business will do well. I shall wish you good companionship
and happiness.”
She beamed at him. “Thanks, Marcus.” The next second, she lifted her glass in an attempt to down the
alcohol. Seeing that, Eugene grabbed her glass and explained, “Olivia had too much to drink. I’ll take
this for her.”
Marcus smiled slyly. “Hey, that’s against the rules! I know that you hold stakes in the studio business,
but you’re different from Olivia. You can drink on her behalf, but you’ll have to do double!”