Love Beyond the Mask by Adelaide Sinclair

Chapter 275

Whitney, a designer for them, as a standout talent.

Everyone in the room seemed to tense, their gazes upon Whitney shifting dramatically. In the realm of jewelry design, it was common knowledge that Eurovoria led the pack. The prestigious Royal Jewelry Company served none other than the British monarchy, marking Mr. Tobias's tone noticeably changed, "You've designed for the royal family? Then, are you aware of the globally famed jewelry master LC? He's also the only one from Harmonia Country to have designed for royalty."

Whitney glanced at Ludwik, her look laden with unspoken words. Back when they were close, naive and youthful, she had idolized master LC, not knowing then that LC was Ludwik himself. However, Ludwik rarely put his own designs out there, except for a few pieces like their wedding rings.

A brief moment of distraction crossed Whitney, but she quickly refocused. So what? In three years, she had caught up to him. Narrowing her eyes slightly, she confidently said, "I'm not familiar. I believe in hard work overcoming natural talent. I heard he's been out of the scene for years; I reckon I'm more capable now."

Ludwik's expression darkened, but he kept his composure, a well-kept secret that he was LC. To him, jewelry design was merely a hobby. Mr. Tobias was taken aback by her boldness. But, a design director once employed by Eurovoria, this small jewelry exhibit in Banyan City was hardly a challenge for her.

He was visibly shaken, hesitantly turning to Ludwik, "Mr. Lippert, with Skyfaith Group dominating the market, this exhibit might seem trivial to you. Could you perhaps let this opportunity go to Imperial Gem Corporation? If Banyan City could connect with Eurovoria's jewelry scene through Whitney, it would skyrocket our local industry's GDP. It would really help me report back positively!"

His chuckle masked a calculated glance. However, Ludwik's influence was profound, his agreement not easily revoked without his consent.

Orion added fuel to the fire, "Mr. Tobias, though Ludwik Lippert boasts a top-notch team, none of his designers have ever been a design director for Eurovoria. Clearly, Imperial Gem Corporation holds the advantage here. You should prioritize your career, shouldn't you?" Once more, Mr. Tobias appealed to Ludwik, "Mr. Lippert... this concerns my personal advancement. You must do me this favor. Whitney is clearly more suited for this project."

He tapped the table, eyes fixed on Whitney, then smirked, "Let her have it. If Ms. Valentine is so capable, so keen on taking this from me, let her drink the champagne from that cart over there, all of it, then I'll consider

with at least thirty glasses of champagne! Clearly, Ludwik was putting Whitney through a tough test, a cruel man,

a punishment for her ruthlessness, pushing her to back down. This was meant to be a humiliation. Tightening her grip, Whitney hadn't initially been so

understand what I've been through these three years. Enduring hardships, I've dreamt of standing up to you and Elaine. You'll

expression changed, hastily stopping her. "Are you crazy? Thirty glasses of champagne, he's clearly

a bit much for a woman? If someone has to drink,

The moment she was pushed forward,

his shoulders slumping.

you keep your word, Mr. Lippert," Whitney interjected. Approaching the champagne cart, she started downing glass after glass without hesitation. After about ten glasses, her

their gazes. By the twentieth glass, Whitney turned pale, coughing violently. Ludwik stood tall, his aura growing colder as she stumbled back, nearly falling. His hand clenched in his pocket, almost moving forward involuntarily

determined, the glasses blurring before her. Ludwik felt a strange déjà vu. Gulping down the remaining champagne, Whitney finally set down the last glass, her stomach aching slightly. Clutching her stomach, she looked painfully at Ludwik, her eyes defiant, "Well, Mr. Lippert, I did it! You have to keep your word, the Gemstone Exhibit Project goes to Imperial Gem

inexplicable blockage in his throat. Ha, 'our Imperial Gem Corporation'? What was

with a sneer, "What did

reacted too strongly. With a look that could