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    Sean cleared his throat.


    “We’ll see her after. It’s not a big deal.”


    Yet Susanna insisted, “No, it is different.”


    Reflecting on the romantic novels she loved, Susanna considered the importance of timing. She believed the moment a hero stepped into a scene could profoundly shape the heroine’s view of him. Now that she had made up her mind, she decided to remind Sean about this next time.


    Madeline was merely a brief moment in thepetition, yet Noelle’s behavior sparked the audience’s interest, especially those who watched the live stream. Norah’s reputation was revived in Glophia again. After the event, Norah made her way to the backstage area of the exhibition hall.


    Aaron approached her with a question, “Noelle, did she actually copy your design?”


    He had admired Madeline’s sketch for the final and anticipated it would win an award. To her dismay, it turned out to be a copy! Madeline had even copied from one of the judges!


    While organizing her papers, Norah confirmed, “Yes, I was shocked to see her sketch too.”


    It was a pure chance for her to join the Grace Cup, and even more coincidental, she discovered Madeline had copied her design.


    Aaron gave her a thumbs up and remarked, “Nicely done. She won’t be able to stay in the design industry much longer. By the way, your role as a judge really brought a lot of attention to BelleVogue. You’re still so influential.” Aaron had hoped Noelle would back down. Now it turned out to be a win-win situation.


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    Handing over the organized documents to Aaron, Norah mentioned, “I’ll leave the rest in your hands. I have an appointment and need to leave now.”


    Given that Madeline had giarized her work, she would show no mercy.


    “No worries. By the way, don’t forget about the design sketches you promised me.”


    “Sure.”


    Realizing there was nothing left for her here, Norah took out her phone to text Sean, whom she had promised to meet today.


    “Darling, I’m free now. Where are you?”


    “Look back.”


    Hearing a familiar deep voice, Norah turned around in surprise, phone still in hand. There was Sean, standing across the street with Susanna. Spotting her, Susanna energetically waved. Sean gestured with his phone.


    When had they arrived?


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