Chapter 384

The venue erupted in chaos.

Daniel Lowell stared fixedly at the official website screenshot displayed on the large screen.

The mysterious chief designer "Tang Su," whom he had long admired, was actually Sophia Laurent?

His fists clenched violently.

Nails dug deep into his palms.

"Impossible..."

He muttered under his breath.

Gavin Winslow surveyed the room, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"That's right. Tang Su is Sophia Laurent."

The words detonated like a bomb.

Silence swallowed the entire venue.

Live stream comments exploded instantly.

"Holy shit!"

"I'm shook!"

"Sophia is Versini Couture's chief designer?!"

"The genius behind the Imperial Splendor collection?"

Journalists exchanged bewildered glances.

One reporter pressed, "Director Winslow, this is unbelievable. How old is Sophia?"

Gavin chuckled lightly.

"Age has never been the measure of talent."

He clicked open a video.

Sophia's design sketches appeared on the screen.

Fluid lines.

Breathtaking color palettes.

Each sheet signed "Tang Su" in the corner.

Daniel looked as if struck by lightning.

Those design philosophies he revered.

Those masterpieces he had studied obsessively.

All created by Sophia?

Suddenly, Gavin's past words echoed in his mind.

"The chief designer has an impeccable eye."

"She spotted your flaws immediately."

That "she" had been Sophia all along.

Reporters continued probing.

"If Sophia is the chief designer, why has she remained anonymous?"

Gavin shrugged.

"She prefers quiet creativity."

"Her identity wouldn't have been revealed if not for the recent doubts."

In the live stream, fans were losing their minds.

"What kind of goddess did I stan?!"

"A musical prodigy! Business genius! Now a top-tier designer!"

"Is there anything Sophia can't do?"

In a corner of the venue, Daniel's face turned ashen.

Now he understood why Gavin had suddenly distanced himself.

Because of Sophia.

Because of his past condescension and mockery toward her.

Looking back—

Those arrogant critiques.

Those patronizing lectures.

They were utterly laughable.

He rose slowly.

Under the crowd's stunned gazes, he walked out without a backward glance.