Chapter 167

"Absolutely, I won't let you down."

Bridget slowly stood up, her nod was light and breezy, a smirk playing at her lips, dripping with sarcasm aimed at Bailey.

She had said it before - Bailey had no choice but to pick her design.

Showing up at every high-society ball wearing jewelry with a flower that had been a favorite of her late husband's mistress had to have gotten under Bailey's skin, right? But so what?

After all, she was Rupert's gal.

Christine, hearing the verdict, struggled to keep her cool. "Impossible! Bailey, how could you choose her design? She clearly..."

Bailey shot her a cold look. "What? Are you questioning me?"

Christine, caught off guard, immediately shook her head. "No, I just thought you would prefer Sylvia's design."

What a way to stir trouble.

Sylvia, ever the diplomat, smiled and said, "I respect Bailey's decision. I'll keep striving for better."

Bailey's expression softened, and with a cryptic gesture, she said, "I've got to run. We'll talk next time."

After Bailey left, Eloise scanned the trio.

rest of you,

in agreement and followed

a sip of her coffee, glancing at

by your composure. Nothing

chose Bridget?

"I brought you here to let you know Bailey also chose your design,

go, then." Eloise dismissed her

break room to get a glass

had she entered, Christine followed

no one else around, Christine dropped

you playing me at the manor, baiting me with

feigning ignorance. "Not at all. I was merely sharing my thoughts with

composed, Christine snatched the glass from her hand and slammed it

Sylvia wiped her hands with

up, enjoying my embarrassment, didn't you?

did you think Bailey would do? You were too eager, hoping to see

really think

Mrs. Garcia-to-be on her,

alone?"

glass back with a scoff, turning to

suddenly softened. "Sylvia, I'm sorry. I just couldn't match your talent or Bridget's connections.

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