The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife
Chapter 468 The Rules

For two full months, Susan Shelby devoted her heart and soul to design. The experience she accumulated from the past few years was unleashed completely under the guidance of Cliff Pierce. During this period of time, the speed of her improvement could only be described as marvelously swift.

Cliff would be astonished by Susan's work at times.

She truly lived up to the reputation of being the teacher's last apprentice. Compared to him, Susan's experience was not as sufficient as his naturally. However, she was wise and gifted in talent which was enough to compensate for that.

Susan's current standard was still slightly unstable. The overall visuals of her work still appeared slightly inharmonious, especially when she was working on a themed design that she was not too familiar with. However, if it was a theme that Susan was very skilled in, even Cliff would feel that he was not a worthy opponent of hers.

Today was the day of the finals.

"Mommy, have some water." Early in the morning, Chesney Shaw brought water to Susan obediently.

"Thank you, Chessie." Susan chuckled and finished the water.

Chesney blinked innocently. "Mommy, all the best to you and work hard in today's competition."

"Don't worry. With your Mommy's standards, she'll only encounter some trouble when she gets into the top ten finalists," said Cliff with a smile.

"Mommy is really impressive," said Chessie while giggling at once.

Susan rubbed her head. "Alright, I'm going out now. Stay here and play with Uncle Pierce."

"Hmm. I won't go anywhere but I'll stay in the hotel and wait for your return, Mommy," said Chessie in all apparent seriousness.

Susan picked up her daughter and gave her a kiss before heading out right away.

After sending off Susan, Chessie chose a puzzle and played by herself.

When she was halfway playing it, she received a text message.

Chesney picked up the phone with her chubby hands and turned on the screen.

It was Julian Shaw.

Chessie was too impatient to type out the letters so she went back to the room and replied with a voice clip using her childish voice. "She drank it. Daddy, what did you make me add into Mommy's water, huh?" "It's nothing much, only something that makes her healthy." Julian said, "Chessie, you must remember to watch Mommy finish the drink every day."

"Okay," answered Chessie.

Upon hearing his daughter's repeated affirmation, Julian felt more relieved.

Willa Doyle said that she would be coming back one week later initially. However, she sent a message saying that her teacher had already developed an even safer medication upon her return and that Susan would only need to consume the medication according to the dosage she provided on a long term basis until Susan recovered fully. Willa could save the trouble of caring for Susan at all times. Simplifying matters was all Julian could wish for.

Willa sent over the medication and Julian took it for verification. After confirming its content, he divided the dosage according to Willa's instruction then passed it to Chessie in secret.

The new antidote was colorless and tasteless. Every day, Julian would instruct Chessie to add the medication into the tap water for Susan to consume.

She had been consuming it for close to two months in the blink of an eye.

He wanted to replace an opportunity and drew a tube of Susie's blood for a test to check if the spread of the Errol Virus had reduced now.

Julian thought about this and sped up the speed of managing his affairs.

By the time he was done with his tasks, Susan should have already passed the first round of finals. The situation between him and Susie had been delayed for over two months and yet was still unsolved. Julian could no longer stand the longing for her in his heart.

When he was there this time, he had to stay with Susie even if he had to be utterly shameless regardless.

In Flint's Castle at nine in the morning, the 100 finalists and the ten panel judges from the committee were all present on the scene without any absentees.

Other than that, the media giants were also on the scene.

The opening of the finals was slightly more troublesome with all sorts of people giving speeches and also some performances.

The morning had passed by the time all these events were done.

The committee arranged a lunch in Flint's Castle where everyone had lunch and rested.

The main event finally arrived at two in the afternoon.

The chairman of the committee, John Deere, went up the stage with a smile on his face. "Congratulations on emerging with an outstanding performance out of the designers worldwide and arriving at the finals. All of you are already the most extraordinary talents regardless of how far you will go in the future.'

The speech was so well said that it put a faint smile on everyone's faces.

"The formal speeches were given in the morning so I'm not going to waste time speaking nonsense in the afternoon. Or else, I think all of you may charge at me to beat me up." John made a joke. When the crowd was done laughing, he said in all apparent seriousness, "After all this time, I feel that in our interior design profession, the ability to design comes in second and the ability that we should improve most is how to fulfill the client's requirements even better! That is why in the finals this time, a mystery client will be chosen for every match. There are a total of three matches, mainly from the top 100 to top 30, top 30 to top 10, and top 10 to top 3 finalists. Every single one of you will have the opportunity to speak to the mystery client for ten minutes. After the conversation, you will need to carry out the interior design to the allocated layout according to the client's requirements. The client won't divulge their requests upfront, but you will need to inquire and explore on your own.'

"However, the mystery client has already given a mystery letter to our committee. The letter contains the key factors that he wants in the location."

"Our committee will be evaluating the work according to these key factors. The more the work fulfills the client's requests, the higher the score will be."

"That's about all for the rules. Now, are there any questions?"

It was a very long statement. Susan could not help but frown and ponder.

In the quarterfinals before this, the focus was mainly on themed designs. With a precise theme, it would not result in a situation where her design would diverge from the theme.

However, there was no precise theme this time. She would have to conclude the theme based on speculations made from the conversation with the client.

However, she would have the upper hand in the first round.

The email statement from before stated that the first client was a Canadian tycoon. At the very least, there would be no language barrier in her conversation with the person. The rest of the people would need to converse with the client using translators, so they would lack something a s compared to a direct conversation.

A few people proposed a few questions in succession. John answered the questions one by one, then he announced officially," Since there are no more questions, the mystery client for the first round of the top 100 to top 30 finalists is already waiting in the room. Everyone can take turns to converse with him according to your allocated number. Remember that everyone is only given ten minutes and you will be reminded to end the session if you exceed the time limit. The conversation will be recorded through a surveillance camera. So, don't even think about playing dirty tricks."

"Due to the large number of people, the conversation with the client will be divided to be completed in three days. Everyone will be given one week to submit your work. The contestants who have ended the conversation first will begin the design process first, but the submission time will be relatively earlier as well."

"So, let's begin now. Number one, please enter the room."

Contestant number one walked out and entered the allocated room.

Susan took a glance at her number to see that it was number five. It would be her turn to converse with the client soon.