Secretly Married: Don't Mess With The CEO's Wife novel Chapter 468

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.

“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 as 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.