Thalassa was thunderstruck; the recorded conversation was an outright setup to frame her!

The voices were familiar, too familiar. Thalassa was certain she knew them both.

She turned to Zoey, her eyes blazing with disbelief and rage.

The man's voice... it hit her. It was Lance, Zoey's boyfriend!

She had only met Lance once at their graduation party, heard him speak just that one time, but Thalassa could never forget Lance's voice, especially when he was with Zoey. There was no mistaking it!

Zoey, under Thalassa's accusatory gaze, lowered her head, her eyes darting everywhere, clearly panicked.

Her hands clenched, her thoughts a tangled mess.

What was Lance thinking? Hadn't he promised there would be no trace, that nobody would ever find out?

Why was there a recording?

tension in the room was palpable as the

to the tune of the main

genuinely hesitated about going through

competition is your chance to shine. It's being broadcast live, covered by media nationwide, spotlighting the

why can't I dream of

lesson. You didn't clinch first place even then; how do you expect to

passion for design clashing with the harsh reality

competition represented a golden opportunity for

mean waiting indefinitely for another chance

had the support of the Sinclair Group and Lysander,

Thalassa's connections, especially when she hadn't even secured the top spot in the semifinals? After a brief pause, Zoey made up her mind, "Okay, I'll start working on it right away. Make sure I win

and she had the means to produce jewelry. Replicating a set

reassured her, "Just

the plan

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