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.

Clarkson, although you’re a newcomer to the

to the piece

fell silent, and their eyes were all

crystal crown.

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

design. “Is that a phoenix crown? Combining

were adorned with colorful crystals. The depiction was lifelike and exuded an indomitable pride, making the

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would you honor me by accepting my dinner invitation?” The host gentlemanly asked, once again bending down in a

can’t, I

voice from the audience broke in. The host looked down to see a tall,

lady already has plans with me. So, David, you might as well

him to know Callum. He and Callum were old friends, but he had never known Callum to keep a beauty

since the lady is spoken for, I guess I shouldn’t intrude,” David said, taking Ms. Clarkson’s hand and gently kissing it. “Beautiful lady, if you ever change your mind, please don’t hesitate to let me know. Whether it’s a sunny day or a stormy night, just

laughed at David’s words but held a newfound respect for Ms. Clarkson standing on stage.

London. Even the Queen had to tread carefully around him. Offending Callum meant losing

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

Ms. Clarkson whispered, fearing Callum’s action would

hand, “Dear, you’re having dinner with

playfully punched him.

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

David also stepped down