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?”

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 prove it to you!” Without waiting for his response,

her flustered retreat, his

corner and lingered there,

breaths, she replayed her bold declaration, embarrassment

foot. “I’ve ruined any chance I had

that made up Nelson’s masterpieces. With the practiced air of a seasoned designer, she dissected the intricate details and design principles of each piece. Brandon, an art neophyte, found himself ensnared by the alluring labyrinth of creativity unfolding

an unwelcome voice pierced her

of Brandon, his eyes. briefly flickered with thinly veiled disdain. His heart had not prepared for

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

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

I merely thought Mr. Nixon’s raw, primal

by Clyde’s audacity, barely resisted rolling her

to

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

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

and a glimmer

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

his mockery but was silenced as he watched Brandon warmly greet Nelson while

was unmistakably clear they shared a close and

Clyde couldn’t wrap his head around. He had poured so much effort into currying favor

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

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