Chapter 627
“Natalie, would you believe the arrogance of some people to want to fight you for the top spot in such a
manner?” Joyce pursed her lips in displeasure.
Natalie was not particrly bothered. It was just a title; her craft was more important to her.
Being called the most promising designer meant little to her. What she prized was to be as
prominent a designer as Mr. Moore. Now that was something worth boasting about.
In other words, she did not mind that this title was robbed off her. What she did not like was this type of
provocative challenge.
“Apparently, the challenger is someone called Tiffanie. I have never heard of her when I was abroad,”
Natalie said in a low voice while she squinted at the screen.
Joyce rolled her eyes. “Neither have I. I did some digging and found that this Tiffanie had appeared
abroad this month. She’s a countrywoman of ours; her real name is Jessie Syke. she had made a name
for herself with her keen fashion sense.”
“Jessie Syke?” Natalie’s frown deepened. Two other names appeared in her mind: Jasmine and Susan.
The name of Jessie Syke happened to be an amalgamation of Jasmine’s and Susan’s initials.
“That’s right.” Joyce nodded. “Why are you asking such strange questions? Is this Jessie Syke someone
you know?”
Natalie shook her head. “I don’t know a Jessie, but I knew a Jasmine.”
Joyce was stunned but pulled herself together, though her eyes remained wide in disbelief. “Nat, are you
implying that this could be Jasmine?”
Natalie nodded. “That’s right. Don’t you think that J.S. is an amalgamation of Jasmine and Susan?”
“You’re right! Good eye.” Joyce exhaled sharply. “I did not notice that. But we have already established
that Jasmine had died from jumping off a building.”
Natalie thought for a second. “Was a photograph of her body ever taken?”
“Not as far as I know.” Joyce shrugged. “Tiffanie currently does not have any outstanding pieces of work,
hence theck of coverage regarding her poprity. But her work had been featured on the cover of the
Vernais,” Joyce said as she searched for the previous issue.
Soon, the issue she referred to appeared. The cover featured an extravagant dress. Tiffanie’s signature
had been inscribed at the bottom right corner.
“Look, Nat. The design is actually really good. I heard that an heiress from a prominent family had paid
for it to be tailor-made for her to attend a wedding with. It shouldn’t be Jasmine as her skills were
mediocre at best.” Joyce snorted with disdain.
Natalie did not respond. Rather, she kept her gaze fixed on the magazine cover.
She had to admit that the dress was indeed stunning. Even Natalie’s eyes shone with admiration when
she firstid eyes on it. Her design looked so sophisticated, perhaps even ssifying as haute couture.
Joyce was right; Jasmine did not have the skill set to replicate that.
She was overthinking it. Jasmine was dead. This was an innocuous coincidence that was blown out of
proportion.
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At thatforting thought, Natalie’s worries dissipated.
Before long, another doubt arose in her mind.
“That’s strange. I haven’t even heard of her until five minutes ago. Why would she want to challenge
me?” Natalie muttered as she bit her lip.
Joyce closed the image containing Tiffanie’s design. “I have given it some thought. Maybe she wants to
return to the country and expand her influence and thought that she could leverage her talent with the
favorable reviews of her in foreign fashion media tforms to climb her way to the top. However, you
remain an obstacle to her ambitions.”
Natalie furrowed her brow. “Do you think that my existence is a threat to her progress?”
“I’m positive of that.” Joyce gave a resolute nod. “There is only room for one at the top, and Tiffanie is
determined to upy it. Your existence makes her insecure. You may be sure that if she gets the chance
to beat you in apetition, she will use it to proim to the country that she is the most promising
designer of our generation.”