Coolest Girl in Town (Elise and Alexander)
Chapter 895

Chapter 895 Brendan Got His Chance Revoked

“Really?” Prince Caleb raised an eyebrow while looking at Brendan, who was behind Wendy. “Is hethe one you were talking about? May I know how to address you?”

Taking two steps forward, Brendan greeted, “Your Highness, my name is Brendan Griffith and I'mAmy's fellow colleague. We've been exchanging our knowledge for a while, so I'm sure you'll bothbe very pleased with me.”

“Brendan Griffith?” While raising his eyebrows meaningfully, Prince Caleb asked, “Aren’t you thedesigner representing Mr. Alexander? Why is Miss Jennings the one introducing you to me?”Meanwhile, Brendan lowered his head and remained silent, allowing Wendy to be the one toanswer. “Actually, Mr. Brendan didn't sign a contract with Alexander, so they don't have acommitted relationship. Mr. Brendan is free to represent anyone, including himself, so there's noproblem with him participating in the selection process.” She provided a very formal answer.

Prince Caleb then smiled as he averted his gaze between Wendy and Brendan. Isn't this a moredelightful way of saying you're poaching talents from others? “Sure. Let me have a look at yourdesigns, then,” he answered unhurriedly.

Following that, Brendan took out his designs and handed them over respectfully. With his legscrossed, Prince Caleb placed the designs on his lap and flipped through every piece.

Meanwhile, Princess Diana excitedly approached and leaned against him while straining her neck tolook at the drawings. However, the longer they looked at the designs, the stranger their expressionsbecame. At one point, Princess Diana even sat up straight.

After looking at the last design, Prince Caleb threw the stack of papers onto the table. He raised hishead and looked at Wendy with a face devoid of emotion and a pair of furious eyes. “Miss Jennings,do you think the Princess and I are fools?”

An experienced Wendy was not fazed by his question and maintained her calm expression instead.“I don't quite understand what you're talking about, Your Highness.”

“I didn’t mind that you tried to use those trashy outfits to trick me last time, but now, you're actuallypublicly plagiarizing Amy's designs, huh? This is disrespectful to Amy. Did you think the Princess andI wouldn't notice the difference?”

Prince Caleb was furious as his anger spiked when his gaze fell on Brendan. “And you! Don't youknow what intellectual property is? You're a disgrace to your fellow fashion designers!”

While narrowing her eyes, Wendy fell into deep thought. It seems like I have indeed underestimatedthe Yveltalia royalty’s ability to appraise things.

“I'm very sorry, Your Highness. I don't know anything about plagiarism. It was Mr. Brendan whofound me and asked that I replace a chance to introduce him to you. My love for talent has blinded myjudgment, which is why he had successfully tricked me. If you don't believe me, you can send outpeople to investigate this matter. Before today, Brendan and I had never met in private and wenever had any interaction with each other. This matter is obviously staged!” Wendy immediatelypretended to be the victim and began blaming others.

Seeming to have guessed that she might throw him under the bus, Brendan pretended that hewanted to defend himself. “That's not true. Your Highnesses. Today's incident was all planned out byWendy. She—"

"What are you guys standing there for? Get them out of here.” Wendy took advantage of the crowdand chased Brendan away from the venue. “Tell the organizing committee that Brendan is suspectedof plagiarism, which is misconduct, so his right to compete in today’s competition should berevoked!”

Before Brendan had a chance to argue for himself, his mouth was covered by one of Wendy's menas they brought him away.

That way, not only did Wendy manage to keep herself out of this matter, but she also had areasonable reason to ban Brendan from the competition, which was like breaking one of Alexander'slifelines. Now, she had an even higher chance of winning! Even she was impressed with her ownplan of disregarding someone after they served their purpose.

On the other hand, though Prince Caleb was clueless about what they were onto, he had completelylost his patience. “Miss Jennings, I think you've grown soft after getting older, which is why you keepgetting used by others. I think you should leave these things to the younger generation. We stillhave someplace we need to be, so we won't be keeping you here anymore.”

Since the order to leave was so obvious, she knew it would not do any good if she continued tostay, so she left with her assistant.

After exiting the guesthouse, Wendy stood by the roadside and took a deep breath. It seems likereplaceing someone to pretend to be Elise is impossible, so I have to replace another way.

“Miss Jennings, what are we going to do with Brendan?” the assistant asked.

“Let him go.”

Now that Brendan was a useless pawn, Wendy would just let him do whatever he wanted. He wouldnot be able to cause much of a problem anyway.

"Yes, Miss Jennings.” With a nod, the assistant immediately took out his phone and relayed theorder. Only after he hung up did Wendy descend the stairs while tightly clutching her walking stick.Before she could leave, Mack came running out of the guesthouse and blocked their path to leave.“Miss Jennings, please wait a moment. Don't you guys want to know why Prince Caleb and PrincessDiana threw such a big fit, as well as who they are meeting later?”

Those words attracted Wendy's attention as she withdrew her track to look at Mack. “I'm listening.”Subsequently, Mack heaved two warm breaths and fished his phone out from his pocket. Momentslater, he showed her the screen. “Half an hour ago, Alexander posted on the web, saying that he willbe holding a runway show in Amy’s memory. The few designs that have been publicized are all inline with Amy's usual design style with just a little refinement. All of them are very attractive, andthough both were copying Amy's designs, Alexander chose a generous way to worship her legacy.On the other hand, you guys chose to cover it up and say that it was your original design, but infact, it paled when compared to the originals. How can you expect the Highnesses, who are Amy'sloyal fans, not to be angry at you?”

After hearing that, Wendy smirked sarcastically and did not try to defend herself. Her assistant cameforward furiously and reminded her, “Miss Jennings, could Brendan be the one who ratted us out?”Shaking her head, Wendy argued, “If I were him, he wouldn't have shown up here tonight. It's notlike he has the guts to do it as well.”

"How did Alexander think of the same plan as us?” the assistant asked in confusion.

“Maybe he’s too smart, or maybe, he doesn't even trust his family members. Regardless of thereason, everything proves that our enemy is stronger than us,” Wendy elaborated.

Seeing the situation, Mack hurriedly offered a plan. “Actually, it isn’t impossible to make the princeand princess change their minds as long as you guys choose to cooperate with me.”

"What do you want?” Wendy went straight to the point.

“Money.” He did not beat around the bush either. “I want half of the profits from the new brand.The more I get, the better.”

“Very good. I agree to your terms,” she answered.

“Don’t you think I'm asking for too much?” Meanwhile, Mack felt that things were going way toosmoothly.

“You'll only develop ambition if you have a desire. If you don't want anything in return, what can Iuse to stimulate your determination to do anything grand?” Wendy looked at him with a faint smileon her face.

Those words successfully persuaded Mack. “I do admire you, Wen—"

“Wait a moment. You've already stated your conditions, but I haven't stated mine.” She interruptedhim. “Every year from now on, you will take in a batch of international students from the Cittadel'sDepartment of Physics in your name. How about that?”

“Miss Jennings, you are so true to your fellow citizens,” he taunted.

“Regarding this matter, you will only need to provide your name. I'll have someone deal with thehandling fees for the rest. So, is that a yes or a no?”

"Of course, it's a yes!” Mack spread out his hands and began imagining his bright future. “I feelhonored thinking about a scholarship that will be named after me. Wendy, we will succeed, won'twe?"

“Sure.”