The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 190

The host’s voice had barely faded when an unusual wave of murmuring broke out among the audience.

Designers whispered amongst themselves, completely taken aback by the revelation And this particular woman, Ms. Clarkson, had actually clinched the championship?

The host himself seemed surprised, pausing momentarily before continuing, “From what I hear, she’s a newcomer to the design world. No, rather, she’s the dark horse of our design industry, and remarkably claims the highest honor a designer could attain. Now, let’s invite Ms. Clarkson onto the stage to receive her trophy.”

Though no one had heard of Ms. Clarkson before, they sincerely applauded the victor.

Amidst the roaring applause, the champion of the contest, Ms. Clarkson, gracefully made her way to the stage.

Ms. Clarkson appeared slightly shy as she joined the host on stage, seeming somewhat

uneasy.

The host, a veteran of many such events, noticed the awkwardness and immediately lightened the mood with a genial grin. He gallantly bowed to Ms. Clarkson. “My lady, are you from Neptune?”

Ms. Clarkson blinked in surprise. “Neptune?”

“Indeed, for why else would your eyes hold such intoxicating constellations?” The host joked.

Ms. Clarkson chuckled.

continued, seeing the mood had lightened. “Ms. Clarkson, although you’re a newcomer to the design industry, this

of the crystal crown referred to the piece on

on stage fell silent, and their eyes were all drawn to the

crystal crown.

but it didn’t resemble the traditional British crowns one might have expected. Instead,

that a phoenix crown? Combining the phoenix crown with a royal one, that’s

Its feathers were adorned with colorful

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my dinner invitation?” The

I have a

The host looked down to see a

said, “This enchanting lady already has

and Callum were old friends, but he had never known Callum to keep

change your

laughed at David’s words but held a newfound respect for Ms. Clarkson standing on stage. Their respect wasn’t just for the crown she designed, but for her connection with

of London. Even the Queen had to tread carefully around him.

Ms. Clarkson happily accepted her trophy and exited the stage. Callum quickly approached, taking out a silk handkerchief and wiping the

very polite,” Ms. Clarkson whispered, fearing

and continued to wipe her hand, “Dear, you’re having dinner

playfully punched

satisfied with his cleaning, and nonchalantly tossed his handkerchief aside, He draped his arm around Ms. Clarkson’s shoulder, and they left Hampton

had gone, David also stepped down