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Bogus Billionaire by Shining Riviera

Chapter 187
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Chapter 187

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Vivian’s face lost all its color for a second before going back to normal.

Mr. French, shouldn’t we sign the contract first? Vivian went forward and reminded him quietly.

Corvin said, “Yes, yes. We should sign the contract. It’s all my fault for forgetting everything upon

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As he spoke, he turned toward one of the seats.

But Caroline called out to stop him, “Mr. French, can I please make a request?”

Corvin answered. “Of course you can.”

“You’ve only seen Ms. Patterson’s design, not mine. May I please take up a little of your time and have

you look at my design?

Corvin hesitated. “But I’m very happy with Vivian’s design. Is It necessary to look at another one?”

When Vivian heard this, she smiled in delight.

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“Did you hear that? ‘Is it necessary to look at another one? I’ve been a designer for ten years, after all,

Caroline. Compared to me, aren’t you just embarrassing yourself and asking to be mocked?”

When it came to this, many people supported Vivian.

“I don’t think there’s any need to waste time either. We should let Mr. French sign the contract quickly.”

“That’s right. If we delay and something happens, will Ms. Evans be able to deal with the

consequences?”

“Yes, this company doesn’t belong to you!”

Faced with everyone’s criticism, Caroline smiled. “I still hope that Mr. French can take a look at it. After

all, this is the fruit of my efforts.”

Corvin hummed for a second. “Alright, I would also like to know what skills you have, Ms. Evans.”

Caroline nodded slightly and walked out of the conference room. She headed to her office to get her

design.

When she saw that Caroline had moved far away, Vivian couldn’t help but say to Corvin, “Mr. French,

you’re much too kind. She’s just a new designer without any experience. If it wasn’t for the mistake

during the competition, she wouldn’t have become Thorne Corporation’s design director.”

Corvin waved a hand. “It’s alright. It won’t take much time to just look at it.”

After hearing his response, Vivian had no choice but to let the matter go.

Nevertheless, she wasn’t scared.

After all, the winner was already set in stone.

Right then, Caroline came back with her design.

She inserted her pendrive into the computer and displayed her design to Corvin on the big screen.

Caroline’s design was very simple. On a huge, blank white canvas, there were only a pair of eyes. The

eyes were drawn in a way that made them look full of life. One could see the designer’s skill in the

drawing.

But the design was just too simple, drawing ridicule from everyone gathered.

“That’s all?” The first to laugh was the PR director, “So design is such a simple thing. I think after

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tomorrow, my son, who’s in elementary school can become the design director too.”

“I was wondering what kind of stunning creation Ms. Evans had produced. It seems it’s just this. After

all, she has no experience. She only

won out of luck last time.”

“This is a hobbyist’s level. It seems we still have to rely on Vivian.”

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“Ms. Evans, although the outcome of this competition was decided from the start, you shouldn’t have

given up on yourself. I can’t believe you handed such a thing in. You might as well not have done

anything at all.”

Caroline didn’t care about them. She looked over at Corvin. “Mr. French.”

Corvin loved the eyes Caroline had drawn. The eyes seemed to jump from the page and had some

magic.

It was soulful and forced people to take more looks at it. Even so, Corvin was a fair person. He had to

say, “I still think Vivian’s twelve- flower design moves me more.”

Caroline wasn’t dejected at all. She smiled faintly. “The twelve–flower design is beautiful, but it has no

marketing value to speak of.” Once she said this, the room burst into a commotion,