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?”

glared at him. “I just want to tell you that I’m not 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

watched her flustered retreat, his feelings

and lingered there,

deep breaths, she replayed her bold declaration,

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

masterpieces. With the practiced air of a seasoned designer, she dissected the intricate details and design principles of

Natalie’s enthusiasm 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 latter had the capacity

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

for her husband. “Whether my husband appreciates these art pieces or not, surely, Mr. Lambert, is none of

offense, Natalie. I merely thought

Clyde’s audacity, barely

clutched Brandon’s hand, ready to extricate themselves from

their path, his tone dripping with arrogance. “Just a small piece of information,

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

and a glimmer of contempt shone in his

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

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

clear they

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 around. He had poured so much effort into currying favor with Nelson, and yet, Brandon had seemingly waltzed into an intimate relationship with

his mouth. Clyde wished he could evaporate, leaving nothing

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