Flirting Mistake: I Married My Ex's Billionaire Uncle Overnight

Chapter 197: Nina Sinclair Is the Design Director

Chapter 197: Chapter 197: Nina Sinclair Is the Design Director

Sierra Sinclair had naturally heard of St. Seth’s Royal Academy’s reputation. Now, hearing Nina Sinclair claiming to be a graduate, she squinted suspiciously.

"You don’t need to doubt it. I’m not pretending to be a St. Seth’s Royal Academy graduate for no reason. The academy admits very few people each year, and it’d be easy to get caught."

Sierra’s expression changed a few times, leaving her momentarily speechless.

Vincent Lancaster looked at Nina in surprise. He hadn’t expected Nina to have such an experience, much more impressive than Sierra.

If Nina and Sierra switched identities—if Sierra had Nina’s education and talents, and Nina had Sierra’s family background—that would be perfect.

Sierra’s face changed slightly. With a gloomy look in her eyes, she said, "Even so, our brand isn’t hiring anymore. You should leave!"

Rebecca Lowell, hearing this, relaxed her tense demeanor slightly.

Back at Sinclair Group, she’d sensed Nina’s bright future overshadowing her own, making her find fault with Nina.

After Nina left Sinclair Group, Rebecca could finally breathe and develop to where she is now.

Nina re-entered Zenith, wouldn’t that oppress her

Sierra, so Rebecca didn’t have to

mouth, said calmly, "Sorry, I’m not here for an interview, I’m here to

Sierra looked at

"That’s right."

took out her

she smiled and said, "Design Director of

speaking, the conference room filled with the sound of

Nina in disbelief, as if they couldn’t believe what they were

Sinclair is the design director of

it true? Did they see

in shock, glaring at Nina, and through gritted teeth asked, "Nina Sinclair, where did you get this work badge?

Sierra’s words, Nina

she said indifferently, "Only a thief thinks everyone is a

Impossible!

face was gloomy. She couldn’t believe Nina had entered Zenith normally. She knew how high Zenith’s requirements were, and

eyes were fixed intently on

Nina got in; she latched