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When the show ended, the audience erupted in resounding applause. Agatha Hart walked onto the platform, calm and relaxed, to speak a few words. Everyone was looking forward to the after-party. Many media members approached Agatha and inquired as to who the model for the finale was and whether she had paid a hefty price to rent a supermodel from abroad. Agatha laughed and merely requested that Ivy be summoned. “This model isn’t an international supermodel; Ivy is my friend.” Ivy nodded gently and smiled. She was still dressed in that gown. Everyone was anxious to photograph her. Cameras flashed constantly, but Ivy was quite cooperative and simply remained there, allowing everyone to photograph her. Ivy, after all, wanted to help Agatha and promote her brand. The invited media were well
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