Abandoned Wife Rebirth To Slap Faces - Chapter 137: Chapter 137
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Georgia understood it wasn't her place to ask about Evelyn's personal affairs. She took out her phone and said,
"Thank you, Miss Moore, for stepping in at such a crucial moment. I'm transferring your appearance fee now."
But Evelyn showed little gratitude. She just pulled out her phone, opened her payment app, and held the QR code up to Georgia.
"Miss Murray, no need for formalities. You're the client—there's nothing to be grateful for," she said coolly.
But her eyes widened in shock when she saw the payment notification on her phone—not 500 but 2,000 dollars.
"Miss Murray," she blurted out, "you've overpaid..."
She hurried to return the extra amount, but Georgia had already pocketed her phone.
"It's not too much. You're worth every penny..." Georgia said calmly.
Hearing what Georgia had said, Evelyn froze on the spot...
How long had it been since she last heard such affirming words? Eight years? Or ten? It had been so long that even she had lost count...
"Miss Moore, would you be interested in developing your career at NewHeart?" Georgia asked.
But Evelyn, whose thoughts were interrupted by Georgia's question, only gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Murray, but I'm afraid someone like me just isn't worthy of such an opportunity…," she answered modestly.
With that, she turned and headed back to the kitchen, resuming her work serving drinks and refreshments as if the woman who had just dazzled the entire audience on stage was someone else entirely.
Just then, Kirkland Group's bridal collection had also finished its presentation on the runway.
Although the collection had been utterly crushed by Initial's "Cocoon Break", Aaron still clung to a sliver of hope. After all, Cora had told him that Initial's work had truly plagiarized elements from Master Wendy's "Enamored."
Thinking that NewHeart would soon be utterly crushed by Wendy, Aaron straightened his back again and shot a disdainful glance at the dejected Vance.
"Vanc dares to challenge me with that no-name studio he just set up? He's simply courting death!" he thought triumphantly.
"This time, I'll make sure he's finished for good!" he continued thinking.
With this in mind, he immediately ordered his assistant to reconfirm when Master Wendy would arrive at the venue.
Backstage, Georgia couldn't understand why Evelyn had declined her invitation.
It was obvious Evelyn was an unrecognized talent, so why would she still refuse to join NewHeart?
"Is she worried that Kirkland Group will utterly crush NewHeart, or does she just not trust me?" Georgia wondered.
With Evelyn's talent and her designs, she was certain she could catapult her onto the international runway. Yet, to her surprise, Evelyn had refused...
Unable to fathom Evelyn's intentions, a pang of regret flashed through Georgia's mind.
But she didn't think further. She took out her phone, sent a quick message, then handed a USB drive to a staff member.
Right after that, the event staff hurried to inform the host, "World-renowned bridal designer Wendy is moments away from arriving at the venue!"
Immediately, Aaron's assistant came rushing over, barely able to contain his excitement."Mr. Kirkland, Wendy is about to arrive!"
Hearing that Wendy was coming, Cora shot Georgia a triumphant look and gloated to herself, "Just wait and see how you'll be utterly crushed."
At this moment, Gemma's eyes also gleamed with barely contained excitement. "Soon, Master Wendy would expose Georgia for plagiarism on the spot, permanently banning her from the bridal design world. Meanwhile, Cora would have her drugged, and once the news broke that she'd been assaulted by three lowlifes, she would be utterly ruined for life." Gemma thought evilly.
The more she reveled in her triumph, the smugger she became—utterly oblivious to the unwavering, laser-like gaze Louis kept fixed on Georgia right beside her.
Under the gloating gazes of those eagerly awaiting her downfall, Georgia walked steadily toward the auditorium entrance.
Seeing this, Cora rushed over.
"So, now that Master Wendy is coming, you're trying to run away?" she sneered.
"Thank you, Miss Moore, for stepping in at such a crucial moment. I'm transferring your appearance fee now."
But Evelyn showed little gratitude. She just pulled out her phone, opened her payment app, and held the QR code up to Georgia.
"Miss Murray, no need for formalities. You're the client—there's nothing to be grateful for," she said coolly.
But her eyes widened in shock when she saw the payment notification on her phone—not 500 but 2,000 dollars.
"Miss Murray," she blurted out, "you've overpaid..."
She hurried to return the extra amount, but Georgia had already pocketed her phone.
"It's not too much. You're worth every penny..." Georgia said calmly.
Hearing what Georgia had said, Evelyn froze on the spot...
How long had it been since she last heard such affirming words? Eight years? Or ten? It had been so long that even she had lost count...
"Miss Moore, would you be interested in developing your career at NewHeart?" Georgia asked.
But Evelyn, whose thoughts were interrupted by Georgia's question, only gave a self-deprecating laugh.
"Thank you for your kindness, Miss Murray, but I'm afraid someone like me just isn't worthy of such an opportunity…," she answered modestly.
With that, she turned and headed back to the kitchen, resuming her work serving drinks and refreshments as if the woman who had just dazzled the entire audience on stage was someone else entirely.
Just then, Kirkland Group's bridal collection had also finished its presentation on the runway.
Although the collection had been utterly crushed by Initial's "Cocoon Break", Aaron still clung to a sliver of hope. After all, Cora had told him that Initial's work had truly plagiarized elements from Master Wendy's "Enamored."
Thinking that NewHeart would soon be utterly crushed by Wendy, Aaron straightened his back again and shot a disdainful glance at the dejected Vance.
"Vanc dares to challenge me with that no-name studio he just set up? He's simply courting death!" he thought triumphantly.
"This time, I'll make sure he's finished for good!" he continued thinking.
With this in mind, he immediately ordered his assistant to reconfirm when Master Wendy would arrive at the venue.
Backstage, Georgia couldn't understand why Evelyn had declined her invitation.
It was obvious Evelyn was an unrecognized talent, so why would she still refuse to join NewHeart?
"Is she worried that Kirkland Group will utterly crush NewHeart, or does she just not trust me?" Georgia wondered.
With Evelyn's talent and her designs, she was certain she could catapult her onto the international runway. Yet, to her surprise, Evelyn had refused...
Unable to fathom Evelyn's intentions, a pang of regret flashed through Georgia's mind.
But she didn't think further. She took out her phone, sent a quick message, then handed a USB drive to a staff member.
Right after that, the event staff hurried to inform the host, "World-renowned bridal designer Wendy is moments away from arriving at the venue!"
Immediately, Aaron's assistant came rushing over, barely able to contain his excitement."Mr. Kirkland, Wendy is about to arrive!"
Hearing that Wendy was coming, Cora shot Georgia a triumphant look and gloated to herself, "Just wait and see how you'll be utterly crushed."
At this moment, Gemma's eyes also gleamed with barely contained excitement. "Soon, Master Wendy would expose Georgia for plagiarism on the spot, permanently banning her from the bridal design world. Meanwhile, Cora would have her drugged, and once the news broke that she'd been assaulted by three lowlifes, she would be utterly ruined for life." Gemma thought evilly.
The more she reveled in her triumph, the smugger she became—utterly oblivious to the unwavering, laser-like gaze Louis kept fixed on Georgia right beside her.
Under the gloating gazes of those eagerly awaiting her downfall, Georgia walked steadily toward the auditorium entrance.
Seeing this, Cora rushed over.
"So, now that Master Wendy is coming, you're trying to run away?" she sneered.
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