Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1606

At such a young age, pulling off such creative designs was truly impressive, and it had definitely caused quite the buzz online.

“These designers are really something this year. I heard the one who snagged second place is a high schooler from Westbrook High School.”

“A high schooler? Seriously? What could a teenager possibly come up with?”

“Her antique hairpin design is said to be breathtaking—even the judges at the Designer Competition couldn’t stop raving about it.”

Fiona stared at the design draft on the TV screen. The technique wasn’t hers, but the style was uncanny—nearly a perfect match, just differing in skill and detail.

How did this person get their hands on her design draft?!

Fiona was momentarily at a loss.

Jackson walked in, noticed her fixated on the TV, and chuckled as he joined her. “Fiona, thinking about entering the competition yourself?”

Fiona shook her head. She wasn’t interested in the big-name design contests, but someone using her design draft? That needed investigating.

“Fiona, we can head home now,” Nash’s mom said with a smile, walking into the hospital room. Just then, the TV was showcasing the antique hairpin design, and she asked, perplexed, “Fiona, isn’t this just like the design draft you gave me? Could it be that mysterious person you mentioned?”

Fiona stayed silent, getting ready to leave with Jackson.

Nash’s mom stood there, puzzled. “The design you gave me was so intricate and stunning. This one seems a bit sloppy. Maybe it’s an early draft?”

A sly smile crept onto her face. She had a pretty good idea who might have done it.

She popped open her laptop and quickly traced the submission’s IP address. It was from a brand-new Banana 20 phone, and the user? Yvenne.

Fiona didn’t say more, just put the box back and reviewed the Designer Competition rules. The first-place winner would bag a cool five million bucks and the title of gold medal designer, granting them a direct line into one of the top ten companies.

Yvenne was certainly ambitious. Fiona let out a cold chuckle—stealing her work, Yvenne was definitely something.

But Yvenne had hidden her tracks well, only mentioning she was studying at Westbrook High. She hadn’t spilled any other details, and contestants didn’t need to use their real names until the final three.