Chapter 582

Hearing this, Sadie waved her hand dismissively, unbothered. “Forget it. Back then, you were only trying to save your mother. As for those with ill intentions, they’ll face the consequences sooner or later.”

Nanette seemed like she wanted to say more, but in the end, she held back.noveldrama

Sadie had barely settled into a seat when Amy entered the room.

Amy shot her a deep, searching look. Although her words were framed as a question, she was almost certain of the answer.

“Sadie, be honest. Could Vivi really have gotten access to your designs? Did you orchestrate everything and put out that statement ahead of time?”

Sadie didn’t respond.

Amy instantly understood. She sighed, her voice carrying a trace of resignation.

“Sadie, the design industry should be built on honesty and originality. I get it—maybe you had your reasons—but even so…”

She hesitated, stopping mid-sentence. The Sadie she once knew—the one whose passion for design burned brightly, whose eyes shone with nothing but enthusiasm—was no longer the same.

She had changed.

The old Sadie would work tirelessly, sacrificing sleep just for a spark of inspiration. But now…

Amy exhaled deeply.

There was no use saying more.

She looked at Sadie, disappointment flickering in her gaze.

In the end, she didn’t press further and simply turned to leave.

As the door clicked shut, Sadie lowered her eyes, a storm of emotions brewing within her.

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She understood how Amy felt.

But some things were simply beyond her control.

Nanette, who had remained quiet all this time, slipped out of the room.

Perhaps Sadie needed some time alone.

The short break flew by.

Soon, it was time to head to the competition.

As Sadie stepped out, she accidentally bumped into a staff member.

“Miss Hudson, Mr. Schultz has requested to see you.”

A faint unease crept over her, but she followed the staff member anyway.

She was led to a quiet room.

Garrett was already seated on the sofa, as if he had been waiting for her.

He gestured toward the seat across from him, his tone courteous.

“Miss Hudson, please have a seat. I called you here to discuss something important.”

Sadie met his gaze, already forming a few suspicions.

“What is it?” she asked, her voice cool as she discreetly activated the recording feature on her phone.

Garrett leaned back slightly.

“Well, Miss Hudson, we all recognize your exceptional talent as a designer. However, this competition… the situation is rather delicate.”

Dropping all pretense, he got straight to the point.

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