The Legend of Cinderella's Counterattack

I was stunned. Drummond? Could she be from that mysterious family? My heartbeat quickened, and my palms were sweating. Lawrence Lu also showed a look of surprise, but quickly regained his composure and politely invited Isabella in.

Isabella's arrival seemed to open a door to another world for us. She showed us the Drummond family's precious collection, which included fashion masterpieces from different time periods. I felt like I was in a vast time museum, where every piece of collection told a story.

"This is a pair of lace gloves from the French court in the 18th century, this is a feather headdress from an American socialite in the 1920s, and this is..." Isabella introduced the collections one by one like she knew them all by heart, and every piece of collection amazed me.

"The Drummond family has always had a unique understanding and pursuit of fashion," Isabella's eyes fell on me. "We believe that fashion is a language that can transcend time and space, conveying culture and emotion. And you, Miss Lin Luoluo, possess a unique fashion talent. We hope to invite you to design a series of fashion pieces for the Drummond family that blend ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign elements to showcase our family's unique charm."

I was flattered by Isabella's words. This was a dream offer. But I knew that behind this honor lay a formidable challenge. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my excitement. Isabella's offer was undoubtedly a huge temptation, but I also knew that collaborating with such a mysterious and ancient family would inevitably carry unknown risks.

Lawrence Lu held my hand, and I could feel the warmth and strength of his palm. “Miss Isabella, we are honored to receive your invitation, but can you give us some time to consider it? After all, this is a very important decision for Luo Luo.”

Isabella smiled gracefully, "Of course, I believe you will make a wise choice."

After sending Isabella away, I immediately threw myself into Lawrence Lu’s arms and said excitedly, “Yuxuan, did you hear that? They actually want to invite me to design for them! This is such a rare opportunity!”

Lawrence Lu gently stroked my hair, with a hint of worry in his tone: “Lolo, I know you love design, but this matter is very serious. I must ensure your safety.”

I raised my head and looked at him seriously. "Yuxuan, I know what you're worried about, but Isabella gives me a very sincere feeling. Besides, I really want to accept this challenge. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me to be exposed to more diverse cultures and more top fashion resources."

Lawrence Lu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded: “Okay, I support you. But you have to promise me that safety is the most important thing. I will send someone to protect you secretly.”

I hugged him happily: "Thank you, Yuxuan! You are so nice!"

Over the next few days, I officially began collaborating with the Drummond family. Isabella arranged a professional team and studio for me, and provided me with valuable materials from the family collection for reference.

I was amazed to discover that the Drummond family possessed not only abundant material wealth but also a unique understanding and heritage of fashion. Every piece of clothing and jewelry in their collection imbued me with profound cultural connotations and the spirit of the times. Communicating with them felt like opening a door to a world of fashion, and design inspiration flowed like a spring.

Lu Yuxuan always silently supported me. Although he didn't say it, I knew he had mobilized every possible connection to thoroughly investigate the Drummond family's background, even down to the family's recent investment trends. Late at night, when I was working at my desk, he would always bring me a cup of hot milk, then quietly sit beside me, flipping through the family files, as if searching for some clue. Although he didn't say anything, I could feel his silent protection and deep love.

My design draft was refined bit by bit, each stroke imbued with my meticulous attention to detail and profound understanding of fashion. I skillfully incorporated Eastern elements into Western tailoring, seamlessly blending classic and modern elements, striving to create a fresh style that both embodies the Drummond family's noble character and maintains a contemporary feel. Isabella was incredibly impressed by my designs, enthusiastically discussing every detail with me and generously offering her suggestions.

However, as the design gradually completed, I gradually felt a subtle change. Some family members began to criticize my design. Although their whispers were very low, I could still hear them vaguely.

"Isn't this design too bold? It doesn't fit in with our family tradition at all."

"That's right. We are an ancient family that has been passed down for hundreds of years. How can we accept something so unconventional?"

"I think this Designer Lin is just so-so. Miss Isabella has really been deceived by her!"

My heart skipped a beat and a feeling of unease welled up in me.

These comments stung my heart like needles. I tried to remain calm, telling myself not to be swayed by the rumors. I took a deep breath and decided to let my final product speak for itself. As long as my design was good enough, I was confident I could win over everyone, including those who doubted me.

However, just as I was confidently preparing to present my final work to my family, Isabella suddenly told me that there was an emergency within the family and the exhibition had to be postponed. She didn't reveal the specific reason, but I could sense the seriousness of the situation because her usually elegant and calm face was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

"Isabella, what happened? Is there something wrong with my design?" I asked anxiously.

Isabella gently held my hand and forced a smile. "Don't worry, dear. It has nothing to do with you. It's just some family affairs that need to be dealt with. Once things are settled, we can arrange a time for the show, okay?"

Although I had my doubts, I knew now wasn't the time to get to the bottom of it, so I suppressed my uneasiness and nodded. However, my intuition told me this matter was anything but simple.

At this moment, Lawrence Lu hurried over. He grabbed my hand and said hurriedly, “Lolo, we have to leave here immediately!”

Before I could react, he pulled me out. I glanced back at the pale Isabella, my heart filled with confusion and uneasiness: What exactly happened? Why was Lawrence Lu so nervous? Could it be that my collaboration with the Drummond family was hiding some unspeakable secret?