Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 342

Perhaps my previous experiences made me acutely aware of how cunning such people could be and their true intentions.

Was Duncan trying to draw me in this way? It seemed a bit foolish, but I wasn't worried. Good things come to those who wait. I was confident I could catch him off guard. I deliberately put on an eager expression, and his demeanor became increasingly intriguing. He looked at me with an intensity that made my skin crawl before stepping closer. "I took a good look at your design, and to be honest, it seems quite ordinary. You got this opportunity probably because of luck, considering your lower ranking. But now that you're here, I hope you can discover your potential and make the most of it."

Hearing his assessment made me want to laugh. Clearly, he didn't know my true character, but it was amusing to listen to him talk down to me like this.

Wasn't he just trying to belittle me with this approach? It seemed that I had really given him the impression that I was clueless. Otherwise, he wouldn't have acted this way.

It seemed my clear intentions were starting to work. I noticed a flicker of shock on his face, but I maintained my clueless facade to shift his perception.

me to the couch across from him, pulling out my design, which seemed like it was for a critique. It looked significant,

genuinely helpful. His gaze held a deeper mockery, treating

of what such people thought and what they were best at-making others doubt themselves while pretending

tactics were something

my thigh. Everything unfolded

feigned shock, and I took

caught off guard by my retreat, yet

you doing? Why are you touching

everything bare with audio and visual evidence in play. Duncan, however, only smirked,

but you should consider your situation. As an average woman from a modest background without connections, what do

rules, and I certainly don't want you treating me