I hung up the phone and turned my gaze back to the computer screen.
Elsa's name flickered right next to the second-place award.
I smiled, my mind drifting back to my past life.
I hadn't participated in the competition back then, so Elsa took first place without a hitch. That win had secured her a spot in Brown Group, just as she had hoped.
But this time? Things would be different—completely different.
…
The next evening, I stepped into the Brown residence hand-in-hand with Eric. The moment we walked in, the sound of Elsa's sweet laughter filled the air.
Upon seeing me, Mom immediately came over, unable to hide the joy on her face. "Jae, look! Elsa won second place in the competition!"
Dad, standing beside her, nodded with a look of approval. "I heard the first-place winner is a renowned designer. That means our Elsa didn't really lose."
Elsa blushed and lowered her head. "Mom, Dad, stop praising me! You're making me shy."
"Shirley is my idol. I never expected to surpass her. Second place is already more than I could have hoped for."
Jack patted her head with a proud smile. "Elsa is still young. Give it a couple of years, and she'll surpass her for sure."
With that, he reached over to the couch and picked up a carefully prepared gift, placing it in Elsa's hands. "Here, a little something to celebrate your achievement."
Elsa eagerly unwrapped the package. The moment she saw what was inside, a limited-edition handbag she had been eyeing for ages, her face lit up with pure delight.
"Thank you, Jack!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around Jack's arm in excitement.
Then, as if testing the waters, she glanced in my direction.
Jack spoke for her. "What about your gift for Elsa?"
Dad, ever the mediator, stepped forward and spoke steadily. "It's not like the company can't afford another position. Letting your sister gain some experience wouldn't be a bad thing."
When he said that, I caught the satisfied smirk creeping onto Elsa's face.
I met Dad's gaze, my tone unwavering. "Dad, how am I doing at the company?"
He seemed slightly caught off guard but still nodded. "You're doing great. Every project you've taken on has shown real vision. The board and I have high hopes for you."
I nodded and turned my gaze back to Jack and Elsa. "If she joins, I'll leave."
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