Mystey
Mystey Chapter 89

Chapter 89

Christma thought. This didn’t make any sense. Why did it seem like Madge and Derrick were heaping endless praise on Selma’s design This case is rated SSS How could Selina, who hasn’t finished junior high school, do it?

Madge said. “The design is a success. Il submit it to the headquarters for review

Thank you“replied Selina

You’re welcome said Madge.

Derrick looked at Selina with a newfound respect. Selina wasn’t as simple as they had thought. Her confidence came from real strength. To pass the Cartier collaboration on her first try without any modifications was no small feat. Could this be the

esigner Trevon personally parachuted in? Why had there been no whispers of her reputation?

Christina was aching with curiosity. She was desperate to see what Selina had designed, which earned such abundant acclaim from both Madge and Derrick

“05” Selina said curtly before turning and leaving the office.

sanous to don her Angel persona and reach out to Trevon. She had no more time to waste here.

Wat for me” Christina said to Selina.

China knew she couldn’t ask Madge directly, so she hurried after Selina instead.

Interested in responding. Selina stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to close the doors. In the next second,

sina squeezed her way through, her thick makeup starting to flake.

Inoring Selina’s rejection Christina went straight to the point. “Selina, how did you do it?”

Her eyes were filled with an intense longing.

selima rolled her eyes and said, “If you did this task, you’d have at most 10% confidence, whereas I have 100%. From the very

ne you and I are not on the same level

faced with Selina’s belittlement. Christina steeled herself and asked, “I want to know how you designed it.”

Considering we’re relatives, all I can tell you is to go home and write the word ‘talent‘ a hundred times. Everything else is For Design is about insight and imagination. If you lack natural talent, you need to train harder. My casual designs get pproved, while your best efforts fail–that’s reality.”

The elevator reached the ground floor, and Selina walked out without giving a second glance to the look that could kill manating from behind her.

Her all, there were plenty of people jealous of Selina. To someone like Christina, a shady bitch, showing unkind kindness to elina, any extra second of attention felt like a waste of Selina’s precious second chance at life. In this lifetime, anyone who rossed Selina or rubbed her the wrong way was in for harsh retribution. She never knew what it meant to have a rival.

nside the office, Madge was still discussing Selina’s design with Derrick.

elina’s hand–drawn designs weren’t just adding color to a necklace, they brought to life a lifelike foreign female model with ale delicate ski sporting pink sunglasses and a ponytail and dressed in a casual pink denim outfit. What really stood out, sough, was the necklace.

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The centerpiece fratired the letters CD sinted in pink, with a short, robust chain strung with white and pink pearls. The whole design exuded a sunny, youthful fashion sense. Its simplicy and chic style, paired with a canal pink ensemble, gave off a playful girlish charm that was eye–catching at first gla

Gold and diamond–encrusted necklaces are normal, but it’s the designs that capture the eye instantly and offer something unique that showcases boundless creativity. Even Madge and Derick were captivated at first sight, which speaks volumes about the brilliance of the design.

“Derrick, does it remind you of someone?” Trevon asked.

Madge asked tentatively, to which Derrick responded effortlessly, “Angel. I’ve heard her designs are always hand–drawn She likes to create her own models, covering both two–dimensional and three–dimensional styles. Her artistic skill is remarkable, with just a few strokes, she can make models come alive. Her oudits are perfectly matched to the vibrant jewelry designs she

creates.”

“Ever since Angel became famous worldwide, and every piece of hers turned into a best–selling feature item, she’s been an idol for countless jewelry designers. Her identity is a mystery, never revealing who she is and it adds to her allure. Many don’t even know whether Angel is a man or a woman. But I know she’s a woman”

Derrick glanced sideways. “Who told you?”

Madge’s lips curled in an amused smile, “A woman’s intuition. Many of her designs are distinctly feminine and carry her style. Remember Angel’s first work, which shocked the world and became a hit? No need for extraneous diamonds or gold, just a simple yet eye–catching necklace that became the darling of countless women.”

“I remember. Like this one, the simple bi–color pearl arrangement creates an exquisite effect.”

Derrick still remembered the impact of seeing Angel’s first necklace design–so simple, yet the interplay of colors was mesmerizing. The geometric color expansions were so daring that even Derrick himself wanted to buy one to wear around

his neck

A jewelry designer’s creation that can create such chemistry with customers is bound to be a hit

“Many try to imitate Angel’s style and design philosophy, but they end up losing their own creativity and originality. Emulate her and you might survive and try to be her and you’ll die. Many jewelry design instructors start their courses by advising their students to appreciate but not copy Angel’s work. Otherwise, this profession will become very difficult, and they’ll lose their soul.”

“Angel is like a beam of light–capricious and bold, with talent that’s peerless, making the world sit up and take notice, and yet she’s uncatchable. Selina’s work has a distinct Angel flair. I don’t know if she’s deliberately imitating her, but she has talent. To be able to imitate that well is a success. Maybe Brilliance has struck gold this time.”

Derrick fell silent for a moment, then his phone rang. It was Trevon.

“Mr. Brady, Derrick answered.

“How did Selina do?” Trevon asked.

“She passed the review. Madge speaks highly of her work–it has that distinct Angel style, even down to the hand–drawn drafts. Mr. Brady, where did you replace such talent?”

“Yes. She is my wife. Trevon said.

Derrick was momentarily dumbfounded and thought, “Had I misheard?