Toward the end of the banquet, Artemis gave a speech on stage in his capacity as the investor.

The news he had was going to send a shockwave through the world.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to use this opportunity to announce something to the public. This relates to the International Programming Competition that will be held in Hallsbay in half a month's time. From Chanaea, the name of our representative has been handed in, and she's Luther Group headquarters'...”

At that moment, he hesitated momentarily as he snuck a glance toward where Bailey was standing.

That night, he not only wanted her to bathe in glory within the design industry but also to catapult her to fame in the space of advanced technology.

The guests assumed that he would announce that it was the director of Luther Group's programming department or a core member of Luther Group's technical department. Little did they expect him to say that name.

“She's Luther Group headquarters' lead designer, Ms. Bailey Jefferson.”

His words struck everyone like a thunderbolt, causing the entire banquet hall to break into an uproar.

Ms. Bailey even knows how to code? Furthermore, the International Programming Competition relates to the 5G internet.

All this while, Chanaea has not managed to find a suitable candidate. In fact, the officials were prepared to give up. So, how good is Bailey at programming? How did she end up in the competition without any prior news about her in this field at all?

“Ms. Jefferson, may we know if what Mr. Luther says is true?”

“Ms. Jefferson, do you really know how to code?”

“Ms. Jefferson, this competition involves the development of a source code for 5G internet. Are you really confident of winning?”

“Ms. Jefferson, other than the famous designer, Snowflake, and the famous doctor, Anonymous, do you still have any secret identities that have yet to be revealed? Can you give us a tip?”

As the reporters swarmed toward Bailey, they peppered her with questions from a long distance away.

Subsequently, Bailey sauntered up the stage and took the microphone from Artemis' hand. Cocking a brow, she replied, “Firstly, what Mr. Luther said is true. At the very last minute, I have been requested to shoulder the responsibility as Chanaea's representative in the competition. Secondly, I could design a coming-of-age ceremony gown that blew the world away and execute the most complex surgery in the world, so why can't I code?

“Thirdly, the development of the source code for 5G internet has been going on for a few years. However, no one has managed to find suitable encryption for it, and I might not do so either. However, I promise that I'll try my best. As for the fourth question...”

Bailey suddenly changed the subject with a mysterious smile. “I'm sure with all your capabilities as journalists, you'll be able to quickly discover my moniker in the IT world.”

Everyone was rendered speechless.

That night, Bailey's name was gloriously splashed across the headline of every newspaper.

Not only did they publish content on her winning The Ultimate Designer, but they also announced that she was representing Chanaea in the International Programming Competition.

The moment the news was out, it shocked the entire world.

Soon, a member of Luther Group's technical staff revealed that Bailey didn't know how to fix her own computer when it encountered issues and even had to get a technician to do it for her. As a result, there was no way she would know something as complex as coding.

The moment the rumor spread, those who initially supported Bailey began to waver.

The source code for 5G internet had been in development for many years. However, many international telecommunication conglomerates, including the leading titans in the industry, had yet to succeed in developing it.

Considering that the clueless Bailey doesn't even know how to repair her own computer, how is she going to understand the complexities of internet data?

It seems Ms. Jefferson is just blowing her own trumpet.

Meanwhile, inside her bedroom at the Luther residence, Rhonda was on the phone while leaning back on the couch.

“Don't worry. I saw with my own eyes those two b*stards drinking the spiked juice. Once the poison acts up, you can get in touch with Bailey.”

“Well done.” Cadence's insidious laugh rang out from the phone. “As long as you follow my instructions obediently, the position of Mrs. Luther will be yours. Otherwise... your reputation will be in tatters.”

Clenching her phone, Rhonda replied through gritted teeth, “In that case, I'm grateful for your mercy. Also, remember your part of the bargain. You're only to give the two b*stards medication to alleviate their symptoms. After all, I want to enjoy watching the poison spread through their bodies and eat them alive from the inside.”

“Don't worry. Bailey and I have a blood feud, so killing her children is high on my agenda. There's no need for you to remind me.”

The next day, Bailey drove toward Fashionista.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

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