Codename:Phoenix 148 Miss Teri

Within a span of almost an hour, w.a.n.g Reiji and Rentao had arrived at the lobby of the hotel where Miss Teri held a gown exhibit for two days. Unlike Lady Tong, Miss Teri was not popular in Beijing. But she was an instant hit in the international scene. That was why when she got back to her country, she was determined to get her name known. Thanks to the confidence she earned from her fame overseas, Miss Teri was now ready to conquer the local world of fas.h.i.+on by storm. So, when she was asked by a well-reputed hotel chain to dress up its model, she willingly took on the job without any trace of hesitation.

"Congratulations, Miss Teri! Our country is so lucky to have such an outstanding fas.h.i.+on designer like yourself. Your gowns are breathtakingly beautiful and elegant." One reporter showered Miss Teri with praises.

"Why do you have to hide your face behind a mask? Are you not confident with your looks?"
A middle-aged female reporter asked.

"I heard rumors that a prestigious beauty pageant had already commissioned you to design the gown of their candidates. Can you please confirm this one?" Another reporter moved closer to the designer to ask her a question.

However, Miss Teri did not bother to answer the questions fired at her by the reporters. She just simply lowered her head down at them and to everybody else around as she continued to walk away from the growing crowd of curious and nosy reporters and head to the elevator.

The reporters were about to run after Miss Teri but her security team was quick on their feet and was able to block the horde of reporters just in the nick of time.

'Ding!'

As the doors of the elevators slid open, Miss Teri and some of her crew immediately stepped inside, leaving many disappointed media people behind who cannot follow them anymore since more security personnel arrived at the scene to block them.

"I will go to my room first. I want to rest for a while. Kindly notify our guests from Oriental Europa that I will just be taking a quick rest and freshen up after." Miss Teri informed and instructed her crew as they pa.s.sed along the corridors of the 27th floor of the hotel.

"Keep them entertained especially Mr. Rentao, he is the secretary of the Oriental Europa's CEO." Miss Teri added as her steps halted right in front of the room she was staying in all throughout the length of the exhibit. Based on her words, it seemed like Miss Teri did not even have the slightest idea that the model who will be wearing some of her masterpieces was actually the CEO and owner of Oriental Europa.

Right after she opened the door to her room, she immediately closed it and hurriedly removed her high heeled shoes. Soon, her bare feet were touching the carpeted floor of the room and were navigating quickly to the bed's location. As she moved closer to the irresistibly soft bed in the innermost corner of the room, she threw herself in as she relieved a whole day of stress.

"Finally! I can now take a short break after this tiring event." Miss Teri then pressed the velvet pillow on to her cheeks.

"Oops!" Miss Teri retracted the pillow from her face the moment she realized that she was still wearing her mask.

After her realization, she lazily stood up from the bed and walked inside the room's own bathroom. Facing the mirror, she slowly removed the mask she was wearing. She then placed it beside the washbowl and with a sad bitter smile, she stared at her half burnt face in the mirror. Seeing the horrible state of her face, Miss Teri can't help but shed tears.

Five years ago, she decided to launch a fas.h.i.+on collection inspired by recycling. That was why she decided to check on a certain poor village which she thought was the perfect location for her collection's photo shoot. She wanted to show everyone that elegance can be found everywhere. That even if a person was wearing something recycled, he or she can still stand out. She wanted to make people understand that one did not have to own clothes made from the finest and expensive materials just to look regal and feel good about themselves.

However, the night before the photo shoot, something heartbreaking happened. With just one blink of an eye, the entire village was suddenly engulfed in flames as screams of agony, pain, and desperation shrouded the air that night. Many lives were instantly taken by the raging flames, her team and her friends included. Though she had survived, it was not for free. Her face paid the price for that second life.

With her team's lives lost, Miss Teri also lost the will to pursue her fas.h.i.+on career for she blamed herself for her loved ones' death. That if she was not that ambitious, their lives could have been spared.

But fate wanted her to do exactly the opposite. Who would have thought that when she was rushed to the hospital she had a chance encounter with one of the perpetrators of the tragedy! She even heard the man called out the alias of his boss.

"Mr. Z." Miss Teri angrily uttered the name of the mastermind of that night's tragedy. The man who ordered his subordinates to turn that poor village into a living h.e.l.l, burning down her friends' lives as well as her dream.

Thanks to that encounter, Miss Teri had found her resolve to avenge her friends' death and help bring justice to the countless innocent lives that were wasted because of a certain person's greed.