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!

she saw the unknown number on her phone, she couldn't

short while later. She lost

Wojzicki? I am calling from

you insane? Stop calling

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

It was a reminder so that she did not forget about their promise tonight. Then, he sauntered away with an ambiguous smile on his

strode

in the pit of her

…

a reply came from her. It just so happened

ladies from the studio. This get-together was unlike the previous one, which everybody had attended with their respective partners. Therefore, Leanna did not allow Aidan to

was puzzled and asked with

explained, "It's a whole group of girls. Won't you feel

"Nope."

"But, I will."

retorted, "Then, you should just

"Please don't go. I'll treat you to a private dinner

offer, he mulled in silence for a moment. "Only for

What else were you

me to attend today, don't you think you should compensate me a

chat kept flooding in. The ladies from the studio and Daphne had already

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

spoke, she opened the car door to

her back in. "You can only

she noticed that he was being extraordinarily clingy and persistent, she decided to lean over and peck him on his

arrived by the time she

President Pearson? I

women here. So why would he come?" She randomly came up with a reason without the slightest change in her expression.

heard those words. "There's still Louis. President Pearson would not have been

taken aback. "Did you invite

whisper, "These young ladies have been harassing me

"Is he coming?"