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?”

think I am. I aim to beat Natalie, but only by relying on my own abilities! You’ll see. I’ll prove it to you!” Without waiting for his

her flustered retreat,

secluded corner and lingered there, her heart gradually

breaths, she replayed her bold declaration,

foot. “I’ve ruined any chance

pointing out the symphony of colors and lines that made up Nelson’s masterpieces. With the practiced air of a seasoned designer, she dissected the intricate details and design principles of

soared, an unwelcome voice

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

smirk, he blurted, “Ah, Mr. Larson graces us with his presence. Does he find Mr. Nixon’s art to his

frown, and she quickly stepped into the breach for her husband. “Whether my husband appreciates these art pieces or not, surely, Mr.

swiftly apologizing when he saw Natalie’s rising ire, “Don’t take offense, Natalie. I merely

Clyde’s audacity, barely resisted

clutched Brandon’s hand, ready to

small piece of information, Miss White. I’ve had

in good spirits,

sharp as an artist’s chisel, arched upward, and

of his time. Cutting off the latter’s prattle mid- sentence,

was silenced as he watched Brandon warmly greet Nelson

was unmistakably clear they shared a close and

man like Brandon, whose understanding of design was as 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

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

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