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.

“Ms. Clarkson, although you’re a newcomer

referred to the piece on display

fell silent, and their eyes were all

crystal crown.

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

crown? Combining

feathers were adorned with colorful crystals. The depiction was lifelike and exuded

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

I can’t, I have a

from the audience broke in. The host looked down to see a tall, blond, blue–eyed man standing confidently

already has

He and Callum were old friends,

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

held a newfound respect for Ms. Clarkson standing on stage.

that Callum practically controlled all of London. Even the Queen had to tread carefully around him.

her trophy and exited the stage. Callum quickly approached, taking

Ms. Clarkson whispered, fearing Callum’s action would

wipe her hand, “Dear, you’re having dinner with

playfully punched

and nonchalantly tossed his handkerchief aside, He draped his

gone, David also stepped down from the viewing