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?”

am. I aim to beat Natalie, but only by relying

watched her flustered retreat, his

and lingered there, her heart gradually

breaths, she replayed her bold declaration, embarrassment threatening to engulf

she muttered, stomping her foot.

the symphony of colors and lines that made up Nelson’s masterpieces. With the practiced air of a seasoned

soared, an unwelcome

with thinly veiled disdain. His heart had not prepared for the revelation that Natalie’s companion would be Brandon, and he wondered if the latter had the capacity to comprehend

with his

into the breach for her husband. “Whether

Natalie. I merely thought Mr. Nixon’s

audacity, barely

Brandon’s hand, ready to

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

could introduce you. If he’s in good spirits, he might even provide some insight into your

artist’s chisel, arched upward, and a

deemed Clyde unworthy of his time. Cutting off the latter’s prattle mid- sentence, he guided Natalie

was

camaraderie, it was unmistakably clear they shared 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

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

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