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?”

the despicable and incompetent person you think I am. I aim to beat Natalie, but only by relying on my own abilities! You’ll see. I’ll

her flustered retreat, his feelings

a secluded corner and lingered there, her

breaths, she replayed her bold declaration,

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

With the practiced air of a seasoned designer, she dissected the intricate details

Natalie’s enthusiasm soared, an unwelcome voice pierced her joyful

White, what a delightful surprise!” Clyde, decked out in a meticulously chosen ensemble, flashed a smile at Natalie. Catching sight of Brandon, his eyes. briefly flickered 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

Larson graces us with his presence. Does he find Mr. Nixon’s art

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

he saw 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

speechless by Clyde’s audacity, barely resisted rolling her

Brandon’s hand, ready to extricate

to retreat, Clyde leaped into their path, his tone dripping with arrogance. “Just a small piece of

he’s in good spirits, he might even provide some insight into your

sharp as an artist’s chisel, arched upward, and a glimmer of contempt

off the latter’s prattle mid- sentence, he guided Natalie toward Nelson, who was

was silenced as he

clear they shared a

limited as a fish’s understanding of flight, was something Clyde couldn’t wrap his head around. He had poured so much effort

wished he could evaporate, leaving nothing behind but a memory of

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