Chapter 796

Even if she truly detested Natalie, she’d compete honorably through her designs, not with underhanded tactics.

Momentarily entranced by her resolve, Draco soon regained his composure, regarded Mandy calmly, ands replied fiatly, “You’ve misunderstood, Miss Hamilton. Your character is none of my concern.”

Tears brimming, Mandy’s voice quivered. “What do you mean it’s not your concern? Am I that insignificant to you, Draco?”

Unmoved by her distress, Draco remained poised, his tone polite but distant.

“Miss Hamilton, we have no real connection. At most, we’re merely peers in the design industry.”

His words shattered Mandy’s heart, the pain so suffocating that she struggled to breathe.

Biting her lip, Mandy’s eyes reddened. Her tears threatened to spill.

Knowing Draco already harbored a strong dislike for her, she didn’t want to prolong the scene by crying in front of the man she admired. Yet, she couldn’t bring herself to walk away either.

She didn’t want Draco to misunderstand her, despite her disheveled state.

And so, they stood in a silent standoff near the restroom door, neither one yielding.

At last, Draco’s heart softened, and he sighed. “Miss Hamilton, how long do you plan to stand here blocking my path?”

to beat Natalie, but only by relying on my own abilities! You’ll see. I’ll prove it to you!” Without waiting for his response, she spun around

flustered retreat, his

secluded corner and lingered there, her heart

replayed her bold declaration,

she muttered, stomping her foot. “I’ve ruined any chance I

With the practiced air of a seasoned designer, she dissected the intricate details and design principles of each piece. Brandon, an art neophyte, found himself ensnared by the alluring labyrinth of

soared, an unwelcome

with thinly veiled

with his presence. Does he find

she quickly stepped into the breach for her husband. “Whether my husband appreciates these art pieces or

Natalie’s rising ire, “Don’t take offense, Natalie. I merely thought Mr. Nixon’s raw, primal style might not sit well with a hard-nosed businessman. No harm

audacity,

hand, ready to extricate

dripping with arrogance. “Just a small piece of information, Miss White. I’ve had the pleasure

you. If he’s in good spirits, he might even provide some insight

an artist’s chisel, arched upward, and a glimmer of contempt shone in his penetrating

the latter’s prattle mid- sentence,

renew his mockery but was silenced as he watched

clear

limited as a fish’s understanding of flight, was something Clyde couldn’t wrap his head around. He had poured so much effort into currying favor with Nelson, and yet, Brandon had seemingly waltzed into an intimate relationship with him. Clyde

bitter taste in his mouth. Clyde wished he could evaporate, leaving nothing behind

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