Chapter 341: Don’t You Think It’s Beneath You?

Claire Donovan touched her nose, speechless. How did she get roped into work commitments alread

She cleared her throat gently and gestured towards Suzanne Jenkins. Suzanne gracefully turned a ful circle before Claire, who, after observing her, nodded in satisfaction. “Suzanne, the success of this runway show is in your hands.”

Suzanne gestured an ‘OK‘ and playfully winked at Claire, her demeanor both cheeky and endearing, belying her decade–older age than Claire and her friends.

Cassie Palmer clapped her hands emphatically, then placed them on Suzanne’s shoulder. “Don’t worr Tomorrow, I’ll make sure you’re the most stunning woman there!”

With jewels, gowns, and a goddess all set, the only thing missing was an international–level makeup artist. With Cassie Palmer’s final touch, Claire was eagerly anticipating the next day’s show.

After a day of exhibition, the guests had a clear idea of the showcased jewelry. However, the gems displayed coldly on their stands lacked a certain spirit. Jewelry, after all, only truly shines when adorned by someone. Its real value lies in enhancing the radiance of its wearer.

Naturally, the runway show became the best way to showcase the gems‘ allure. The venue for the sho was enormous, accommodating up to twenty thousand people. An hour before the start, it was alread packed.

Claire Donovan and Sean Vanderbilt arrived early, taking their seats in the third row, a privilege of being exhibitors. By their arrival, about half of the exhibitors were already seated.

Mia Ashworth’s eyes darkened with jealousy when she saw Claire. She glared at Claire and her group, her animosity palpable.

Claire, seated next to Mia, noticed her hostility. She had encountered Mia at the supermarket days ago without such animosity, so Claire was puzzled by Mia’s sudden intense hostility.

Without querying Mia, Claire simply walked past her and sat down, followed by Sean, Frederick Vanderbilt, and Julia Sanders.

“Hey, Claire,” Julia leaned over Sean, tapping Claire’s arm. When Claire turned, Julia whispered,

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    past her and sat down, followed by Sean,

    Julia Sanders.

    whispered, “What’s with Mia Ashworth? Why was she

    shrugged, as puzzled as Julia, “I don’t know… maybe she realized that

    strongest card?”

    not deliberately subdued, reached Mia’s ears. Mia’s eyebrows knitted together, and she snapped at Claire,

    the runway, her smile deepening, “Indeed, it’s not over yet. Why put on

    you gravely?”

    was rendered speechless by Claire Donovan’s retort. It wasn’t that she didn’t want

    help it. The moment Vivia mentioned contacting

    intense jealousy surged within her. She knew that even if

    Claire, a collaboration wasn’t guaranteed, as Vivia wasn’t the top decision–maker in

    designs, the final say lay with

    couldn’t bear even the slightest chance of Claire gaining such

    a while, glared venomously at Claire. Claire sighed softly and shook

    Making

    Isn’t it beneath you to look at a

    such resentful eyes?”

    interlocking tightly on

    such behavior indeed tarnished their country’s image. Taking a deep breath,

    resentment and unwillingness. She decided

    upcoming fashion show would prove her

    eased somewhat. Claire paid her no further attention and started

    with Sean

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