“Ms. Sanders, I don''t know if you registered yourself, but your name is on this list.


    Please be prepared to participate."


    The person hung up after speaking.


    Natalie waspletely baffled.


    When had she ever signed up?


    Just as she was pondering this, a call came in from Joanna.


    Natalie had a gut feeling this was Joanna''s doing. She answered the phone.


    "Hello."


    "Natalie, you got the call, didn''t you? I signed you up for the designpetition. I''ll be participating too. Just like you said, I''m skilled in all the arts, and I''m a great designer. In two weeks, I''m going to beat you."


    Natalie was speechless.


    "Joanna, are you out of your mind? If you want topete, then gopete. Why did you sign me up? Aren''t you tired of scandals? You were able to stomach that disgusting old man, so can''t you just seduce a few more men to pave your way? What''s the point of messing with me? I''m not going to give you money, and I''m sure as hell not going to give you pleasure."


    Natalie yelled, furious. She really thought Joanna had lost it.


    Joanna was livid. *How much does Natalie know?* “Natalie, are you scared topete with me? Afraid you''ll lose?"


    Natalie felt that it wasn''t about losing, it was...


    “Fine, fine. If you want topete, if you think I''m just some country girl you can stomp all over, then I''ll be happy to show you what kind of person you really are, Joanna."


    Natalie hung up in a rage.


    She had a headache, but then she considered it. Participating in the designpetition could help her sell her work.


    However, that wasn''t what she wanted. Based on her past life, she knew she needed to keep a low profile.


    Sebastian had several illegitimate brothers lurking in the shadows. As long as she yed the part of a fool, they would let their guard down and leave her alone.


    The moment she started to shine and prove useful to Sebastian, her life would be in danger.


    This was also why she never exposed Sebastian and Joanna''s rtionship. The moment Joanna''s abilities soared, she too became a target for those brothers.


    One of those brothers had to be Joanna''s lover. If she could just figure out who it was, she could knock Joanna off her pedestal.


    By designing under a hidden identity, she would maintain an air of mystery In today''s inte age, long as a clothing style became popr, people cared about the


    clothes, not the designer. Few would remember the name.


    Joanna''s move was designed to force her to prove her skills, but also to humiliate her.


    Natalie''s expression turned cold. She rested her head on her desk, trying to figure out how to get out of thepetition.


    But since she was already registered, she might as well participate.


    Natalie smiled. All she had to do was let Joanna win.


    When a little-known designer waspared to a talented and famous celebrity designer, Joanna''s poprity would remain sky-high.


    Having figured out her strategy, Natalie smiled.


    Just then, Luna came in with the


    milk. She saw Natalie''s smile-a grinced with an elusive cunning, as


    everytime.concealed a carefully preate


    crafted scheme. It was enough to


    send a chill down one''s spine.


    Luna shivered slightly. She had a bad feeling someone was about to have a very


    bad day.


    “Boss, elegance, grace... Look at you, that smile is so creepy,” Luna said, cing the hot milk on the desk.


    Natalie rapped her knuckles on the desk in annoyance.


    "Luna, I''m telling you, Joanna is such a bitch. She secretly signed me up for apetition. What do you think she''s trying to do? just got a call from the Fashion Association telling me to get ready."