“Natalie, would you believe the arrogance of some people to want to fight you for the top spot in such a manner?” Joyce pursed her lips in displeasure.

Natalie was not particularly bothered. It was just a title; her craft was more important to her.

Being called the most promising designer meant little to her. What she prized was to become as prominent a designer as Mr. Moore. Now that was something worth boasting about.

In other words, she did not mind that this title was robbed off her. What she did not like was this type of provocative challenge.

“Apparently, the challenger is someone called Tiffanie. I have never heard of her when I was abroad,” Natalie said in a low voice while she squinted at the screen.

Joyce rolled her eyes. “Neither have I. I did some digging and found that this Tiffanie had appeared abroad this month. She's a countrywoman of ours; her real name is Jessie Syke. she had made a name for herself with her keen fashion sense.”

“Jessie Syke?” Natalie's frown deepened. Two other names appeared in her mind: Jasmine and Susan.

Jessie Syke happened to be an amalgamation of Jasmine's and Susan's

you asking such strange questions? Is this Jessie Syke someone you

shook her head. “I don't know a Jessie,

wide in disbelief. “Nat, are you implying that this could be

nodded. “That's right. Don't you think that J.S. is an amalgamation of Jasmine and

did not notice that. But we have already established that Jasmine

a

as I know.” Joyce shrugged. “Tiffanie currently does not have any outstanding pieces of work, hence the lack of coverage regarding her popularity. But her work had been featured on

extravagant

heiress from a prominent family had paid for it to be tailor-made

not respond. Rather, she kept her

on it. Her design looked so sophisticated, perhaps even classifying as haute couture. Joyce was right;

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