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?”

tell you that I’m not the despicable and incompetent person you think I am. I aim to beat Natalie, but

flustered

and lingered there, her

replayed her bold declaration, embarrassment threatening to

foot. “I’ve ruined any chance I had

a seasoned designer, she dissected

an unwelcome voice pierced

Natalie. Catching sight of Brandon, his eyes. briefly flickered with thinly veiled

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

breach for her husband. “Whether

Natalie’s rising ire, “Don’t take offense, Natalie. I merely

rendered speechless by Clyde’s audacity, barely resisted rolling her

to extricate

“Just a small piece of information, Miss White. I’ve had the pleasure of Mr. Nixon’s company thrice and maintain a cordial relationship with

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

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

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

snub, yearned to renew his mockery but was silenced as he

it was unmistakably clear they shared

Nelson and a 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

left a bitter taste in his mouth. Clyde wished he could

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