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.

smile that could topple a kingdom,” the host continued, seeing the mood had lightened. “Ms. Clarkson, although you’re a newcomer to

mention of the crystal crown referred to

other designers on stage fell silent, and their

crystal crown.

resemble the traditional British crowns one might have expected. Instead,

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

adorned with colorful crystals. The depiction was lifelike and

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by accepting my dinner invitation?” The host gentlemanly asked,

can’t, I

host looked down to see a tall, blond, blue–eyed man standing confidently at the front of the

full of adoration as he said, “This enchanting lady already has plans with me. So, David, you might as well

hadn’t expected the sweet young woman beside him to know Callum. He and Callum were old friends, but

kissing it. “Beautiful lady, if you ever change your

Ms. Clarkson standing on stage. Their respect wasn’t just for the crown she designed, but for her connection with

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

of the crowd’s thoughts, Ms. Clarkson happily accepted her trophy and exited the stage. Callum quickly approached,

very polite,” Ms. Clarkson whispered, fearing Callum’s action

didn’t care, and continued to wipe her hand, “Dear, you’re having

Clarkson blushed at Callum’s teasing, and playfully punched him. “Stop

with his cleaning, and nonchalantly tossed his handkerchief aside, He

also stepped down from the