The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 669

Chapter 669: Chapter 669 Modelling
One day, the old master Avery casually asked if the 15-year-old girl would be willing to pretend to be the heiress of the Avery family and go abroad to study.

The girl, eager for the opportunity and the new life it promised, happily agreed.

Even before taking on the role of the fake heiress, the girl was already living a comfortable life.

She had always harbored a desire to become the true granddaughter of the old master Avery.

So when the proposition was presented to her, she didn’t hesitate for a moment. The idea of stepping into that coveted position was too enticing to pass up.

Thus, the girl was sent abroad to study, and kept far from Hera to ensure Hera’s safety and protect her from their enemies.

When Hera finally returned to the Avery estate after years of separation, the old master took the time to explain his decision.

He didn’t want her to think he was replacing her with a new granddaughter, nor did he want her to feel envious of the girl, who had been living a life of luxury abroad while Hera endured hardships.

Though years had passed since he took the girl in—providing her with comfort and security far removed from the struggles of his own flesh and blood—the old master made sure Hera understood that his actions were never meant to make her feel abandoned or forgotten.

But he patiently explained everything to Hera, hoping she wouldn’t resent him for all these years of separation.

Only then did Hera realize just how far her grandfather had gone to protect her—using a stand-in to divert their enemies’ attention and keep her safe.

Understanding his intentions, Hera later shared this truth with Athena.

“But haven’t you already taken care of the male leads? Who would even want to go after the Avery family now that they’re all under your thumb?” Athena said.

Hera couldn’t help but facepalm as she listened to Athena casually refer to the male leads as if they were nothing more than mere guard dogs, completely disregarding their true worth.

“Although the novel you read suggests that the male leads used their power and influence to gather forces, bringing my family to ruin so they could swoop in and claim the fruits of others’ labor, swallowing up the Avery properties and subsidiaries, it also showed that many others—individuals and factions—joined forces with the male leads to bring down my family.”

“It wasn’t just because the male leads asked for their help that they joined forces with them. They saw it as an opportunity to bring my grandfather down.”

“Without the Avery family in the way, even if they didn’t take much of our assets, they’d have the chance to rise above their current station.”

“With our business gone, they’d have room to grow. Even if my family’s fall caused economic turmoil, with so many forces working together, it wouldn’t take long for them to stabilize the economy—especially with the male leads leading the charge.”

“Damn! Why does it have to be so complicated?!” Athena muttered, scratching her head in frustration. She hadn’t realized there was so much to consider in Hera’s position.

“So… does that mean you’re not celebrating your birthday this year like a true heiress?” Athena asked, her voice tinged with disbelief.

She looked as though she had just been struck by a heavy blow, her gaze dropping to the floor.

“Don’t overthink it. We still have at least four months before my birthday, and we’ll have plenty of time to decide then. For now, I’ll focus on strengthening myself and stealing the original female lead’s halo.” Hera reassured her.

“You’d better be. I wouldn’t feel a bit sorry for Alice Quinn if her halo was stolen. When I first read the novel, I thought she was a decent person with great time management skills.”

“But after transmigrating into this world and seeing how she interacts with you, I can clearly see how fake she is. Luckily, I’ve been running some classes for you, so you won’t naively walk into her traps.” Athena said smugly, craning her neck like a proud swan.

Seeing Athena in her usual confident form, Hera couldn’t help but giggle before pulling her into a hug. “I know, right? It’s all thanks to you for teaching me everything I know. I should be calling you Teacher Athena.”

The two shared a playful moment, the topic quickly put to rest.

They managed to complete the fitting, though it still took two hours to get everything just right.

Throughout it all, Athena was there to help adjust the sizes and make sure each dress fit Hera perfectly for the fashion show.

Meanwhile, she also assessed which dresses would be best for the other models, ensuring the rest of the collection could be distributed accordingly.

In the end, they settled on Athena’s masterpiece, which was placed at the far end of the rack, still covered in fabric.

“I knew this would look the best on you…” Athena mused, her eyes scanning Hera from head to toe.

The dress hugged her figure perfectly, seamlessly blending with her aura, making her look every bit the queen.

When Hera stepped out of the fitting room for the last time, the room fell into stunned silence.

Everyone was mesmerized by the sight of her. The design of the dress was nothing short of spectacular, and the way it complemented the wearer was otherworldly.

The result left them utterly speechless, their eyes wide with awe, starstruck by the flawless harmony of the two.

Everyone eagerly clapped and gave Athena a thumbs-up, showing their approval of her choice to make Hera the spotlight of the show—the one chosen to walk the runway last, showcasing Athena’s masterpiece.

Athena’s team immediately began taking notes, marking what needed to be adjusted to ensure the dress fit Hera perfectly and what minor changes could be made to enhance its beauty.

The adjustments weren’t major—just a few small details—and wouldn’t take long to complete. There was still plenty of time to make everything perfect.

After the fitting, Hera changed back into her own clothes, while Athena continued to assist her with the final touches.

“So, babe, the fashion show starts in two days, and I’ll be waiting for you. Make sure to clear your schedule then…” Athena said playfully, pressing the invitation to the fashion show into Hera’s hand.

“I’ve been thinking… Did you really design all these dresses and spend so much time sewing them, only to tell me last minute that I’d be your model?” Hera asked, raising an eyebrow and crossing her arms as she shot Athena a questioning look.

“Well… no… yeah… I wanted to surprise you,” Athena stammered, slightly sheepish. “I made sure all the preparations were set before reaching out to you, but when I did, I found out you were still in Barcelona, helping out your company while in disguise.”

“You know how much I’ve dreamed of making you my muse, having you wear my dresses at your peak. Walking my runway was always part of that dream. I didn’t mean to corner you, but please… be my muse, okay?”

Athena wrapped her arms around Hera in a cute, playful hug, pouting as she did.

She truly wanted Hera to be her muse, feeling an overwhelming surge of inspiration every time she thought about creating dresses specifically for her.