Give Me Your Hand's

You Are Really Good to All Women

"Ivy Eleanor, are you ready? Your turn is in a minute. Where are your models?" ask a committee officer who went into Ivy's dressing room.

"I'll call them" Ivy replied. Officers left Ivy alone.

Ivy put the dress back on the hanger. Under that iron pole, Ivy's dress looks like she's just back. Within minutes, she re-stitched all four of her dresses with her own hands.

The green-eyed bead stared one by one at the dress, like a hen watching her four children. The green eyes began to glaze over, no matter what happened later he had tried to get this far. Her mind began to guess who had ruined her dress.

The kara? He was no longer there when I returned. Not necessarily Kara's the culprit, or is someone else coming into this room?

By the time Ivy was about to contact both models, the two women had entered the dressing room. They want to get reassurance from Ivy, are they going to perform tonight or not?

"Ivy...." Their words stopped when he saw the four dresses had already changed into shapes with new models.

"A...is this the broken dress?" ask the blond woman who was picking on Ivy. She took one of the dresses and put it on her body.

"Yes. This is the tattered dress you mentioned earlier" Ivy said expressionlessly.

"I'm sorry, Ivy. We don't know, if you..." Ivy immediately raised her palm to cut off their words. To be honest, he was sick of seeing their attitude.

"That's it, we don't have much time. If you want to walk on stage, change your clothes!" Ivy exclaimed while staring intently at their faces one by one.

"Yes.yes, we want." Both models were embarrassed, as Ivy still allowed them to wear her dress.

One of the organizers led both Ivy models to walk backstage. Ivy enters the showroom and lands her body next to Khan, the man has provided an empty seat for her.

"Why is it so long?" ask Khan.

The air in this room is pretty cold, but Khan doesn't want to get far from his paper fan. The round thing with the folds was waving according to the rhythm of his hand.

"There's a bit of a problem" replied Ivy who didn't notice her boss's face. His heart was anxiously waiting for the two models to come out and walk on stage.

The voice of the male hostess sounded in the middle of the room, "Sarte Company has taken out her summer dress, with the cold hands of her new designer. Ivy Eleanor!"

The boisterous sound of applause accompanied the journey of two Ivy models who were posing on stage. The dress was waving beautifully and looked very pretty.

Sophia who was sitting on the left wing of the stage was surprised to see the dress look flawlessly perfect. From a distance he saw Ivy smiling wryly towards the stage.

It was not only Sophia who was shocked to see the dress, Khan too. The man opened his mouth wide.

"That's not your dress? That dress is different from the first one you showed me" Khan whispered. He covered his mouth with a white paper fan.

"This is what I said. There's a little problem." Ivy replied to Khan's whisper.

"What problems? Why don't I know?" Khan threw his face away. He pulled a little collar.

"There's someone who has ruined my dress. The dress was ripped apart." Ivy saw both models walking into the backstage. Next the models from other companies started coming out.

"Then?" Khan scrunched his forehead.

"I'm repairing the dress again, so the model is different from the first one" Ivy explained.

Accidentally his eye bead collided with the brown eye bead sitting opposite him. The owner of the brown eyes was sitting next to the leader of the Sarte company. Amidst the minimal light, Ivy could see the lip line lift upwards and the pair of brown eyes were fixed on him. Upon seeing the man, Ivy's mind began to guess who had ruined her dress.

"Little know him." Ivy folded her hands together and placed them in front of her chest. His eyes turned to the stage, the other two models had already changed clothes. They are now wearing two other dresses.

The fashion show has finished, the host calls all the designers who have contributed their work in this annual event.

Ivy got up and walked onto the stage with a happy heart. Although this was not a race, but he had already managed to bring Sarte's name in this prestigious event. Rumblings of applause and congratulations flowed for the ten designers who had participated in this event.

"Congratulations to you, dear," whispered Ferrit as the man took the stage and offered his congratulations to Ivy.

Ivy's hair suddenly stood up when he heard Ferit calling him affectionate. The man held one of Ivy's shoulders, pressed his cheek against Ivy's cheek and said, "You're so pretty tonight."

Ivy swallowed his saliva after hearing Ferrite's words. The man then stepped off the stage, but his brown eyes kept watching Ivy's movements.

The floodlight on the stage began to go out, alternating with the sparkle of crystal lights dangling down to form an array of candles that lit up beautifully. The room was now brightly lit, when everyone had started to leave the room.

"Congratulations to you, Ivy. Tonight someone immediately bought your dress" Khan said with his eyes widened and his mouth open.

"really? That fast?" Ivy can't believe anyone's interested in buying her dress.

Khan pointed his four fingers in front of Ivy. The two eyebrows of the man went up and down like a teeter sawdust board.

"They bought all my dresses?" Ivy almost screamed and jumped in excitement.

"Not only four, but there are those who are willing to queue to order your dress" said Khan. The round face smiled widely.

With a joyful feeling, Ivy hugged Khan tightly. The man coughed getting a sudden Ivy hug.

"You almost gave me a heart attack" Khan said after Ivy gave him a glass of water. He patted his own chest with his paper fan.

From a distance Kenan who had just come to the hotel, saw Ivy and Khan hugging each other in the middle of the corridor. Kenan laughs at himself when he sees the manner of speech, mannerisms and manner of walking Khan who left Ivy.

You think that guy was Ivy's girlfriend? You're really stupid Kenan.

Realizing his folly, Kenan intends to walk to Ivy's place, but a woman bumps into him from the side. The woman almost fell in front of him, making him spontaneously catch the sexy body.

"Kara? Kenan?"

The green-eyed bead turned red, Ivy felt something strangling her neck when she saw Kara draping her arms around Kenan's neck. While Kenan's hand touched Kara's thigh that was plain naked. Their noses touched each other.

It turned out that he was not only good to me, but to all women. I am not a special woman in your heart.

The voice made Kenan raise his face towards Ivy who was standing in front of him. He saw Ivy looking at him with a different look.

"Don't ruin your happiness tonight by seeing that mechanic with his woman" Ferit said. There was no wind no rain, the long-haired man was already standing beside Ivy.

Ivy immediately left them all. He ran into the elevator. Ferrite pressed his index finger against his temple as if he was about to say to Kenan, "Wear your brain, stupid mechanic!"

"Ivy!" call Kenan who immediately releases his hand from Kara's body. He immediately brushed off Kara's hand which flanked her arm spoiled and ran after Ivy and Ferrite.

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