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Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon novel Chapter 115

She really couldn’t swallow her pride this time.

Isabel watched Effie’s calm expression, and the irritation in her chest only grew heavier.

Still, considering Effie was SW’s protégé, Isabel decided to force herself to play nice—just this once.

She spoke coolly. “Since that’s the case, go ahead and produce the final design. After all, you are SW’s apprentice.”

The message was clear: she was only relenting because of Effie’s mentor.

Of course, Effie saw right through her.

She replied, her tone just as composed, “Miss Isabel, there’s really no need to force yourself. If you want the final piece, I’ll deliver. But if you still have reservations, I’ll say it again—please feel free to find another designer.”

Isabel’s face darkened instantly.

What was this woman playing at?

Was she turning down her commission?

Did Effie really think just because she was SW’s apprentice, she could act so high and mighty?

“Designer Bagnold, is this really how you treat your clients?” Isabel snapped, struggling to keep her composure.

“I’m simply being professional, Miss Isabel,” Effie answered evenly.

“Forget it. Since you’re making it so clear, I won’t bother you any further. Honestly, I’m not even that fond of your style,” Isabel huffed, her irritation barely contained.

Truthfully, Isabel was worried. If she wore Effie’s design and it became a sensation, people would inevitably dig into the designer’s background. She’d end up giving Effie free publicity—and Isabel was a celebrity in her own right now.

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