Chapter 17

Devon's gaze was dark and stormy as he stared at his phone in the exhibition hall. Janet fumed on Esme's behalf. "I can't believe Heather actually used her connections to steal Esme's spot. You mustn't let her get away with this, Devon!" "Don't say that, Janet. Heather is still mad at me. It's only natural that she's getting back at me." Esme adopted a considerate front and defended Heather, but in reality, she was fanning the flames. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the lifelike kingfisher in the display case. She was all too familiar with that design style. The very next second, her lips curved almost imperceptibly. "So, you actually dared to copy… Tonight, I'll ruin you completely!" she mused. "What are we still doing here? Let's go!" Judith said lowly with a grim expression. Esme gently tugged on Devon's sleeve. "Perhaps we should head back, Devon. In case we run into Heather later…" Biting on her lip, she deliberately paused and gazed at him pitifully. "You don't