Chapter 1615

Now it was Yvenne's turn to feel like there was something more going on with

Fiona than it seemed. Was she wrong in her assumptions all along? Either way, it was a relief that Fiona hadn't jumped into the designer competition, giving Yvenne a free pass to move forward without holding back.

"I'm really sorry, but this is all the cash I have on me. If I'm lucky enough to win the championship, I swear I'll pay you back. Just give me a bit more time, please." Yvenne pulled out over eight hundred bucks from her pocket, along with a few loose singles, clearly showing she was down to her last penny.

She figured Fiona would at least return some of the money, considering the lengths she went to. But no, Fiona just pocketed the cash without even a glance in her direction.

"Fiona, can't you show a little compassion? You left Yvonne with nothing. How's she supposed to get by?" one of the others called out.

my problem"-as she headed

day approached, Fiona nonchalantly submitted an old sketch under her alias, Harper. Of course, she breezed through to the next round, with the show's producers shamelessly applauding

nearly burst out laughing at their desperate attempt to boost ratings. But she had bigger fish to fry. She soon got word that Nash's mom was on the lookout

spotted Nash's mother waiting at the school gate. As soon as she saw Fiona, she hurried over, pulling her aside and whipping out some

straight with me, is your friend Harper?" Nash's mom asked, her hand trembling slightly as she held the designs. They were almost identical to the ones Fiona had shown

would make everything so much easier. The Woods family needed someone like that to help Jackson make a

possibly dig

head. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Woods,

does look like my friend's, but

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