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.

heavy, as if the temperature had just gone up a

paused at the

noise inside, then Mitchell's voice came through, a touch

in a faint

herself from Mitchell's lap. Suzan's cheeks were still flushed, her hair disheveled, blouse

buttons on his shirt. His gaze darted about, clearly not expecting Effie's

here?" Mitchell tried for a calm tone, but it came out

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

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

a soft, mocking laugh. "Your work

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

sat down with effortless grace. "Whatever you two were doing is none of my concern. We're over.

face though he tried

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