Chapter 336


    Although Modesty imed that she resigned from SG Jewellery, but everyone knew what she did.


    However, Ste gave up thewsuit and didn''t seek further actions. While SG was merciful enough as


    it didn’t reveal the truth to the public.


    Modesty remained silent for a while after leaving SG.


    But judging by her background, she might use dirty tricks in this contest.


    Ste pressed her lips hearing that, "I''ll pay more attention to that."


    Stanford was here to remind her and he left after a brief conversation.


    Ste stood there and looked at the time, why hadn''t that wretched man came back?


    While she wanted to wait for him outside, the person they were talking about just now approached.


    That despicable looked on Modesty disappeared but was still not friendly. "Finally we meet in a contest.


    I''ll show you how a true designer looks like. Unlike someone whose achievements were the results of


    networks behind." Modesty said.


    Ste knew there was nothing good when she approached.


    Ste smiled. "That''s great. I on the other hand will show you the standard of a true winner."


    Modesty''s face stiffened slightly.


    Despite wanted so much to deny, but it was an unchangeable fact that she went to Paris as Ste''s


    recement.


    "Sounds too arrogant."


    A man behind said sarcastically.


    Ste turned and saw a mixed-race middle-aged man wearing sses with a golden frame.


    Modesty lowered her head seeing him.


    It seemed like he was her teacher.


    Robert swept a nce at Ste, "Are you Ms. Radomil? I''ve seen your designs, even though it was


    pretty creative, but there are plenty of creative designers in this world, one should know the value of


    being humble."


    Ste replied casually, "It depends on whom I''m speaking with, why should one be humble in front of a


    disrespectful opponent?"


    "Did you mean I don''t deserve your respect too?"


    "You are a senior in the design world, of course, I should respect you. But don''t you think you should


    behave more respectfully?"


    They were already on bad terms anyway; Ste didn''t care to offend them now.


    Even if she chose to be silent, they won''t let her go easily anyway.


    She disregarded their response and walked away right after.


    Robert looked at Ste''s back and frowned. "How did you lose to such a person, what have I taught


    you over the three years? Trash?"


    "Sir you saw it, she came with Mr. Conrad, I…" Modesty replied lightly.


    Robert said, "This is an open and fair contest, she can''t do whatever she wants or wins with power


    behind. Rest assured, the champion is yours."


    Robert then threw her a nce and scolded, "Don''t embarrass me anymore!"


    Modesty clenched her teeth and fists, "I won''t."


    Ste stood at the tform outside the venue to call rence when she heard him from behind. "Didn''t


    I ask you to wait for me inside?"


    Ste kept her mobile away, "I need to go back to the studio."


    "Let me drive you," rence replied.


    It was a few days ago since theyst met each other, so Ste didn''t reject. "What about my car?"


    rence threw a nce at Nathan and he immediately said, "Ms. Radomil, please give me your car


    key."


    A lovey-dovey game.


    Ste noticed that they weren''t heading back to the studio. She turned to him, "Where are we going?"


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    "Lunch."


    Ste pressed her lips. That wretched man skipped lunch again.


    "Are you busy with worktely?" She asked.


    "It''s fine," rence replied.


    "Why didn''t you have lunch then?"


    "Nothing is as good as your cooking, so I don''t like them."


    Ste, "..."


    She blushed and asked, "Are you taking any… sstely?"


    "What?" rence confused.


    "You know… ss that teaches how to utter sweet words." Ste paused and continued, "If yes, please


    cancel it and save your money, or I can buy you two bottle of lubricant."


    rence, "..."


    …


    After lunch, rence sent Ste back to her studio and left.


    He was busy at work, and that was why he didn''te to see her for the past few days.


    Even though the wretched man left, Ste was no better, she paid off herpulsive action just now in


    the car.


    Sherry approached and handed over her car key the moment she arrived. "Where did you go on a


    date? The assistant brought back your car." She teased.


    Ste avoided her sight and stuttered, "We… we had lunch, there''s no time for date…"


    And then she rushed back into her office.


    But nothing skipped Sherry''s sharp eyes, "Why is your lower lip torn?"


    Ste,"..."


    Not only the lower lip, but even her upper lip was also in pain too.


    That wretched man!


    "I identally bit on it during lunch. I have two designs to finish before today, I''m going to work on it


    now." She said and fled.


    Ste had no time to think about the contest, she needed to finish her works on her hands 0before


    concentrating on the contest.


    That night at the Steward, while she was walking upstairs, Charles called. He rarely initiated a


    conversation, "Ste, Phoebe said you take part in the designer contest."


    Ste smelled something fishy with his sudden concern.


    She smiled, "Yes."


    "I''ve seen your designs, it will be a sure win for you this time," Charles said.


    "Thank you." Ste wanted to move but Charles continued. "If you are free tomorrow, please go


    somewhere with me."


    Without waiting for a reply, he added, "You should go regardless."


    A question followed by an order.