Ice Prince: Rewrite The Star

Chleo saw different design images such as jewelry, clothing accessories, and women's hats in various shapes. And it's all displayed on the official website of Daphnia Fashion. Many comments express their interest and want to have it soon.

"I… This…"

"Congratulations, your designs have been chosen to be the opening product for Valentine's Day."

Chleo's jaw fell when she heard that. "You… you mean to say… this designs of mine will be made into a product and displayed at the gala show?"

"Not only on display but also for sale. Due to the high demand, our director decided to make it a limited edition. Especially this Eternal Love ring. You chose a rare and very hard-to-find stone for its diamond. But we managed to find it at the Spanish factory, which turned out to own this stone quarry. The marketing side has prepared a story to support the selling point of Eternal Love, and can you guess the current high value?"

Chleo shook her head with stiff movements because she was still too shocked by this surprising news.

"Eight thousand five hundred dollars. How is it? The value will continue to rise because we use the auction system. If someone offers an even higher price, the selling price will automatically increase."

Unfortunately, Chleo ignored the price values for her Eternal Love design ring. It was a standard number to her because she had seen Uncle Kinsey buy a much more pricey ring for his wife.

Xavier and Mrs. Montgomery thought Chleo rejoiced at having created a product of such surpassing value because now Chleo's complexion was shining, and her brown eyes were even more brilliant than usual.

She's so happy! Not because of the selling price of the ring, but because she managed to make the whole world see her works. Chleo kept scrolling down to see the thousands of comments.

Finally… she could stand proudly in front of her parents and act confidently in front of her friends. It irked her whenever someone said that she was fortunate to be her parent's daughter.

Chleo aspired to live independently without her father's fame because she wanted to prove to her old schoolmates that she could survive in low-class life without begging her father for money.

Chleo remembered that six years ago, when she had just graduated from middle school and was about to enter high school, she had a heated argument with one of her close friends. Her friend was the girl of an ordinary family who relied on scholarships to attend a good school.

'Chleo, you are very fortunate. Someone will attend to you as soon as you wake up in the morning. And someone will buy it for you once you want something. When someone oppresses you, someone will protect you and avenge what they did to you. It's great to be the daughter of the Regnz family. Everyone is jealous of you and your brother.'

'That is so not true. Not all of the Regnz's are as prosperous as my father's. Some are still struggling to expand their business.'

'Just because you're your father's daughter, you can be arbitrary?'

'What do you mean? Why do you talk like that?'

'What do you think? You think I don't know what you've done to my family?'

'What have I done?'

The girl handed Chleo a black briefcase. Chleo, who didn't understand at first, accepted the black box in confusion. When she opened it, Chleo frowned in confusion.

'Why did you give it back?'

'I don't need your money. I never beg you, and I don't want to be a beggar either. You can take your money back.'

'But, those debt collectors…."

'None of your business.'

'Why? Why did you refuse my help?'

'Why do you want to help me?'

'Because you are my friend. What's wrong with me helping a friend who's having a hard time?'

'Then let me ask you this. Where did you get the money from? Did you get it with your effort?'

'…' at that time, Chleo couldn't answer at all.

Chleo begged and persuaded her father to give her large sums of money. Her father gave it instantly once he learned of her intention to help a friend. But... what is so wrong with that?

'What if I used my family's money?'

Her friend snorted sarcastically at her question. 'I'm so envious of you. You only ask your father, and the money will come straight to you. On the contrary, let alone I ask my old-man, he was the one who demanded me to work to help him repay our debt.'

Chleo bit her lip to keep her tears from falling out of place. She felt hurt. Her friend's words didn't hurt her, but she did feel weak hearing such a cold tone of voice. Not to mention the way her friend said it was insulting to her.

'Chleo, I thought you're different from other rich kids. It turns out you're the same. You're just a spoiled kid who never thought about how hard it is to make money. You intend to buy my time by making me feel indebted, don't you?'

'No, it's not like that. I…'

'You will never understand my feelings or anyone who in my shoes. You'll never will.'

The next day, the girl transferred schools, and since then, they never saw each other again.

Chleo had no idea that her sincere act of wanting to help a friend would cost her a friend. Because of that incident, Chleo also wanted to live life as Chleo West even though her father never really let go of his protection.

But at least she now understood her friend's feelings. Chleo had felt it while she was studying in Seattle. Cynical stares, unpleasant rumors, and indirect insults occurred in her life. And she had to admit, she couldn't stand it and was indeed very grateful that she had been born as the daughter of Vincentius Regnz.

After facing many difficulties and struggles to survive completing her studies, it finally paid off. Chleo managed to make money without using her father's support. She managed to earn money with the results of her own efforts.

If Chleo ever met her old friend again, she would tell her about her experience. And she would thank that friend for changing her paradigm. This way, Chleo would not use her father's name carelessly to do anything. She would appreciate youngsters her age who were not as fortunate as herself.

Chleo would not act arbitrarily just to get what she wants by using her family's power. During these six years, she realized that most boys and girls often used their parents' power to oppress the weak. Her high school friends, even on the Seattle campus, were the same.

The difference was, no one dared to bother her in high school because she was Chleora Regnz, while in Seattle, these arrogant and self-important kids bothered her and bullied her because she was the ordinary Chleo West.

"Chleo, let's go upstairs." summoned Xavier, bringing Chleo back to reality. "Today, you will come with us to discuss this gala show with the leadership."

"Okay." No wonder Xavier told her to come early.

Chleo was too happy and so excited that she completely ignored the sarcastic stares from the middle-aged woman who had once accused her of removing twenty design drawings.