Right Person, Wrong Time

Chapter 223 One Step Ahead

Joanna finally stopped beating around the bush when she noticed the look of impatience on Nicole’s face.

“I am just curious, Miss Lisa. What did Mrs. Gardner tell you when she told you to stay behind after I left the other day?”

Nicole finally understood the reason the two came to put on a show was not to ridicule her, but to probe for information.

Finding the situation hilarious, she answered Joanna’s question with another one of her own. “Why did you come to me instead of going to ask Mrs. Gardner directly?

Joanna’s face tightened as she balled her hands into fists. “Wendy and Mrs. Gardner have both chosen my design, Miss Lisa. I am afraid it will be bad for your reputation if you insist on intervening.”

Upon hearing that, Nicole crossed her arms across her chest and walked back to her chair. As she leaned against the backrest of the chair, she asked casually, “Wendy said she liked my design, didn’t she?”

There’s no way Wendy changed her mind! Joanna thought as she felt her heart skip a beat.

rate, Mrs. Gardner decided on my design. You can’t just come and steal my opportunity away from me,

“Don’t bother replying to her nonsense. We are the ones with the jewelry from Triton Studio. None of the clothes

“You shouldn’t have to worry about anything if this is what

Nicole would still work in the Gardner Corporation for a few more months, and since Joanna was the design director for Gardner Apparel, she wasn’t in

she nodded and laughed. “I didn’t come here for anything in particular. I only came

that I have

turned around and left after she

in the office, the air in the room instantly felt more awkward than

when she looked at the uninvited visitor, she started chasing Queenie off. “What?

smiled. “Tell you what, Nicole—it doesn’t matter that you

wasn’t intimidated by the threat at all. She only chuckled before she

word as she

women left. Propping her head against her palms, she pinched the bridge of

that she would be one step ahead of them in presenting