Chapter 1067
Susan was invited to the design competition every year, and this time, Leo was participating as well. Susan hadn’t planned to come, but the moment she heard Leo would be there, she changed her mind.
She wasn’t convinced, and she wanted to see Leo—the only person who could defeat her.
To find inspiration and refine her design, Susan had arrived in Paris a month earlier. She intended to stun everyone with her work and take first place, proving once and for all who was truly superior—even to Leo.
During her time in Paris, Susan not only found inspiration but also used the branch office’s workspace to revise her draft. At the same time, she had hired an investigator to dig into Leo’s identity.
“Have you found out anything?” Susan demanded the moment she answered the call.
When the person on the other end gave a negative response, her brows knitted and impatience sharpened her voice. “Then why are you calling me if you can’t even find one person? Go find him first. Even if you have to search every inch of Paris, you will find him.”
It was always the same answer.
It had been so long since Susan started the investigation, yet she still hadn’t uncovered anything about Leo. It was as if he had appeared out of thin air.
Susan refused to believe anyone could hide themselves that well.
After ending the call, she glanced at the design on her desk and suddenly lost all interest. She tossed her pen aside, leaned back in her chair, and let out a long sigh.
Her head ached, and jealousy burned in her chest.
She envied Leo for taking the spotlight she believed belonged to her.
What made it worse was what she’d learned: even though Leo had participated in the competition for several years, no one knew his identity. Even the awards were accepted by someone else on his behalf. Leo was truly mysterious.
Lɑτєѕτ cнαρτєrs 𝑖n g𝓪l𝗇ovєl𝑠.𝓬o𝓶
And in Susan’s mind, mysterious people often had the most secrets. She doubted Leo was an exception.
Just then, the sharp click of high heels echoed down the corridor.
Talia was already outside the door. She hadn’t had much trouble finding Susan’s studio, and she raised her hand to knock.
“Come in,” Susan called, her voice tired and impatient.
Pinching the bridge of her nose, Susan straightened up and forced herself to look composed.
Talia opened the door and stepped inside. She approached Susan and extended a hand with practiced friendliness. “Hello, Susan. I’m Annot.”
Susan never lowered her guard around overly friendly strangers. She stared at the outstretched hand, her frown deepening.
To her, this woman was a complete stranger.
“Excuse me,” Susan said coldly, “who are you?”
“It doesn’t matter who I am,” Talia replied. “All I’ll say is that I know who Leo—the person you’re looking for—really is.”
Susan’s attention snapped into focus instantly. After all, others might not recognize Annabel right away, but Susan knew her long-time rival far too well.