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.

thick and heavy, as if the

paused at the door and

shuffling noise inside, then Mitchell's voice

lips curled in a faint smile, though her eyes

spotted Suzan hurriedly straightening herself from Mitchell's lap. Suzan's cheeks

his shirt. His gaze

Mitchell tried for a

voice 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.

let out a soft, mocking laugh. "Your work

was sharp, almost threatening. "Effie, don't start. Suzan was just

effortless grace. "Whatever you two were doing is none

though

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