The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 738

Aubrey looked at the ever-maturing Brittany with a satisfied smile in her eyes. “You’ve grown so much over the years, Brittany. I’d love to work with you, if the opportunity arises,” she said.

“Ms. Aubrey, I look forward to collaborating with you,” Brittany replied.

Aubrey was one of the top jewelry designers in the country. If Brittany could really work with her, it would be a fantastic opportunity.

“I believe we’ll have that chance,” Aubrey said, patting Brittany on the shoulder.

The semi-finals were different than the preliminary rounds. This time, it was face to face.

The venue was the Imperial Gymnasium, where tens of thousands could gather to enjoy the spectacle.

Despite being the judge with the least experience, Brittany was the most watched, which caused some resentment among the other judges.

However, Brittany, with her years of experience in the business world, knew how to handle such situations. She acted respectfully towards the other judges in the semi-finals, showing them the respect they deserved.

After Brittany’s tactful handling, along with Aubrey’s mediation, the other judges, although slightly displeased, didn’t show it.

The semi-finals were live-streamed, a marathon session lasting over seven hours. Brittany maintained her sharp and concise approach to judging.

If a design was good, she praised it. If it needed improvement, she offered constructive criticism. If it was bad, she denied it outright.

Many viewers had tuned in expecting drama due to Brittany’s inexperience. To their surprise, they found themselves becoming fans of her. Despite her seeming quietness, every word she spoke was right on point.

Meanwhile, Joie was getting her makeup done, and the makeup artists were discussing the Crown Jewel Design Challenge.

“I didn’t expect Ms. Dustin to be so firm. She seems so gentle usually,” one said.

“Right, there was a really popular online jewelry designer I used to like, but her work started to decline after she got famous… Brittany seems to have liked her old style, and she gave the most constructive advice for her design this time. The modified design is just perfect…

“Brittany only works with high-end customers. Many socialites and wealthy women specifically seek her out for their jewelry. Rich people have high taste, and Ms. Dustin definitely has the ability.”

Joie, hearing these words, slammed her water glass down.

“Can you be quiet?” she snapped.

Did these people not recognize tension? They knew she had a feud with Brittany yet they praised Brittany in front of her.

The two makeup artists looked a little embarrassed after being reprimanded, “Sorry, Joie, we didn’t mean it.”

They were chatting so happily that they forgot that Joie and Brittany were love rivals. No, it was Joie who disliked Brittany herself.

“You’re sorry? Well, you should be! Talking about Brittany in front of me like that, do you think she’s some sort of saint?”

Joie crossed her arms. The better Brittany did, the more Joie wanted to trample her, as if that would somehow erase her own failures.

“Brittany only got where she is now because she latched onto the Salter family. She founded Bri- jeweled Studio with their support. If she hadn’t sold herself, do you think she could have climbed up to Wesley? Could she have overcome so many difficulties?”

The makeup artists exchanged glances, thinking Joie was spreading rumors. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“What are you blabbering about?” Brittany’s assistant, who happened to be passing by, snapped when she heard Joie’s slander. “When Ms. Dustin founded Bri-jeweled Studio, she didn’t even know about Isaac’s identity. Do you know how much Ms. Dustin has sacrificed for Bri-jeweled Studio over the years? What gives you the right to say such horrible things?”

“And what if I did say it? What are you going to do about it? You’re nothing but a lapdog!”

Joie, already upset, was even more enraged after being contradicted. She rose, her hand swinging out to slap the assistant.

The assistant was not someone to be trifled with, and she quickly fought back, Joie, not willing to be defeated, grabbed a glass and fiereely smashed it against the assistant’s head…