Love's Change of Heart

Chapter 380

After the interview ended, the satisfied reporters scattered and left.

Robert walked over to stand beside Queenie and remarked approvingly, "Not bad. At least you didn't embarrass me."

The corners of Queenie's mouth lifted into a smile. It was just as she had claimed; the championship had always belonged to her from the beginning, whether it was the competition three years ago or the competition that had just ended.

This was her true strength.

He glanced at the judges and organizers standing not far away. "I made a reservation at the hotel under your name. You should properly express your gratitude and discuss your future cooperation with them while you're at it."

She nodded. "Okay."

At this moment, somebody came over and called upon Robert. Thus, he left with that person.

Meanwhile, she glanced around and noticed Violet was just about to leave. So she hurriedly rushed over and called out to Violet. "Miss Kramer."

Violet turned around and glanced at Queenie with an air of arrogance. "What is it?"

"I…"

"Oh, right." She continued, "I have yet to congratulate you on your win. Well? How does it feel to win?"

Queenie pursed her lips for a moment before she responded. "Thank you, Miss Kramer. About Elliot…"

Violet giggled. "Elliot? Oh, that's right. There was that incident involving him. You couldn't possibly think that I only helped you to win over Elliot, right? The other two over there were much more difficult to handle than him."

Queenie followed Violet's gaze and discovered that the people Violet mentioned were two of the judges who were very well-established in the design industry. The sight stunned her for a moment. "What do you mean, Miss Kramer?"

Violet clicked her tongue in exasperation. "Naturally, I'm saying that you obtained victory because of me. You would have been eliminated in the semi-finals if it weren't for me. To be honest, although I hate that little vixen to the core, she is certainly more talented than you. Your passion is lacking; you should train for another two years."

After she said her piece, she swung her bag over her shoulder and sashayed out of the building.

Queenie stared at Violet's departing figure, her complexion turning pale.

No… No, it can't be…

Although Elliot had helped her in the semi-finals, she had simply been preserving her skills at the time. The championship would have belonged to her even without him! Her work was definitely a hundred times better than Leanna's!

number on her phone, she couldn't help scowling and hanging up without any

again a short while later.

is this Miss Wojzicki? I

you insane?

into her phone, she repeatedly jabbed her fingers against the screen of her phone to

Elliot brushed past her and deliberately bumped into her with his shoulder. It was a reminder so that she did not forget about their promise tonight. Then, he sauntered away with

Robert strode over. "It's almost time. Let's

nausea surging in the pit of her stomach and

…

long after Leanna sent the message to Daphne, a reply came from her. It just so happened that she was free for the day, so she

the studio. This get-together was unlike the previous one, which everybody

and asked with great displeasure, "Why

whole group of girls. Won't you feel embarrassed

"Nope."

"But, I will."

retorted, "Then, you should just

help pouting. "Please don't go. I'll treat

her offer, he mulled in silence for a

What else

to attend today, don't

the studio and Daphne had already arrived

moment, she was desperate to placate him so she could leave quickly. Thus, she carelessly

she spoke, she opened the car door to

her hand tightly and pulled her back in.

persistent, she decided to lean over and

the time she arrived at

gossip. "Where's President Pearson? I can't believe he actually allowed you to come

help fidgeting nervously. "There are only women here. So why would he come?" She randomly came up with a reason without the slightest

"There's still Louis. President Pearson would not

aback.

Zoe added in a whisper, "These young ladies have been harassing me all afternoon, asking me to invite him. So, I casually

"Is he coming?"