This statement was practically calling Aisha a villain with a heart of stone.

Aisha was so mad, her nose almost twisted out of shape.

When had she ever been so humiliated!

The crowd could see it clearly: Howell was taking Flora's side.

This young woman they'd always underestimated had some serious connections...

To get such respect from the Rose Design Team...

Some producers were already thinking it might be a good idea to collaborate more with Henrik.

Flora was an outsider, and Henrik guarded her like a precious secret, making it tough to reach her directly, but Henrik was much more accessible.

Getting on Henrik's good side would make future projects with the Rose Design Team a breeze.

"Let's go!" Aisha, seething with anger and shame, knew staying any longer would just make her more of a laughingstock.

"Wait."

Flora's voice cut through the tension, stopping her.

Aisha had just taken a step when she halted, turning around, her almond eyes bloodshot, glaring at Flora.

Compared to Aisha's rage, Flora was the picture of calm.

She placed the necklace back in its box and tossed it to Aisha.

Aisha caught it instinctively.

"Keep it."

with a mix

"You!"

tightened on the box, her veins nearly popping. If it weren't for the crowd and her public image, she would've hurled the box right at Flora's face! Her face

any longer would drive her

Aisha left,

wanting to hang around, everyone went back to their own

nothing else, I'll be

he looked at Flora, his tone

slightly. "You go

"Alright."

and walked

I'm sorry... I believed Aisha's words and

no

fact that Michael had spoken

showed Michael was a

leave midway to handle the fallout from the interrupted

...

to her van, and with no

screamed and threw things

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"

Witch!

Witch!

witch's fault for humiliating

rest until she

the others stayed in the corners, too scared to even breathe

innocent

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