Chapter 18

Effie quickly pulled out her latest sketches, then opened the contest's official website. She registered a new account, uploaded her finished designs along with the concept notes and inspiration, and officially entered the competition.

Only after double-checking that everything was submitted correctly did she log

out.

All entries were kept strictly confidential until the day of the preliminary round, so no one would see her designs beforehand.

To be absolutely sure nothing went wrong, Effie installed a tiny surveillance camera hidden in the potted plant next to her computer.

Then she placed her design drafts in plain sight on her desk.

"If you're all so desperate to get your hands on my work," she murmured with a cold smirk, "then I'll give you a little surprise." She already had a plan in mind.

With that, she headed off to find Mitchell. It was time for a serious conversation.

the air felt thick and heavy, as if the

at the

Mitchell's voice

her lips curled in a faint smile, though her eyes were

lap. Suzan's cheeks

trying to compose himself, fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. His gaze darted

tried for a calm tone, but it came out

with irony. "Oh, am I interrupting? Wasn't it you who asked me

hands in protest. "No, you've got it wrong! Mr. Lloyd and I were just discussing

let out a soft, mocking

was sharp, almost threatening. "Effie, don't start. Suzan was just giving me a report.

down with effortless grace. "Whatever you two were doing is none of my concern.

though he tried to hide it. "What

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