The Steward’s house.

When Stella was about to go upstairs, Phoebe stopped her.

Stella looked back, “What’s the matter?”

“Ms. Radomil, I just want to remind you - Clarence casts covetous eyes on our Steward family. Since you believe you are one of our family, you’d better keep your distance from him.”

Upon hearing it, Stella was amused, “Ms. Steward, have you changed your approach?”

Phoebe said in a cold tone, “Listen or not, it’s up to you. If Dad knows it, he wouldn’t be happy.”

“Ms. Steward, I guess you might have misunderstood something,” Stella stood on the steps and said calmly, “I moved into the Steward’s because I want to get what I’m supposed to have. As for whom I’m with, it’s my own decision. I don’t need to listen to nobody else.”

“Ms. Radomil, before you moved in, I’ve told you. Since you are now staying in the Steward’s, you must obey our rules. It seems that you thought I was kidding with you.”

Stella retorted, “Who have made the rules? Ms. Steward, was it you? Or do you think what kind of identity made me move in the Steward’s?”

Phoebe looked annoyed, wondering if Stella implied that she didn’t have the right to make the rules in the Steward family.

Stella continued, “Since we don’t like each other, we don’t need to speak to each other when it’s unnecessary, and neither shall we fake caring or greeting. It will avoid us from a lot of trouble. Ms. Steward, what do you think?”

Phoebe sneered, “I hope you can be so self-confident in the contest as well.”

“Certainly.”

After finishing her words, Stella walked upstairs without looking back.

Watching her leave, Phoebe sneered. When she withdrew her gaze, she saw Charles standing not far away.

“Dad, have you overheard

Charles hummed, “Come over.”

sat at the desk, “Phoebe, I know you hate her a lot, but you must tolerate it. When the right time comes, she will

didn’t understand, “Is it because Mr.

squinted, “The time hasn’t come yet.

was silent, Charles continued, “Don’t involve in the matter of the designer contest. I have

“I got it.”

a lot of people were watching her now. How could she do

Even if she didn’t

...

blink, a week

end product and sent over the jewelry according to the time

saw a group of

contest? Not to mention those requirements, we’re required to submit the end products according to the deadline and can’t be early or late. Now, we’ve arrived. Where are they now? Their office is even locked. Are they purposely

all, they are the sponsor. They made the rules. We don’t have any right

far. They even don’t respect us at all. We’re here for the contest not for being bullied. How could they put on

passed by, the uproar raised among the designers became louder

was placed

out the number of cells was the same as that

thought for a moment and said in a low voice, “We are supposed to put our end products

that, most designers looked

them agreed with

were older and more famous than

and were filtered. However, Stella received the invitation from the sponsor

Nobody would feel balanced.

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