Chapter 15

Ashley choked on her words, then let out a cold laugh instinctively. "Who knows if you didn't become the top student through some connections?" Eleanor, calm and unhurried, took a gold-embossed name card from her purse. She handed it to a well-known brand director beside her. "Since Ms. Lowell is questioning my qualifications, why don't you all take a look at this?" The director accepted the card, looking surprised. "Lenora? You're the champion of this year's Milonne Design Competition?" A wave of gasps instantly swept through the crowd. "Lenora? No one's more qualified than her." "Right. I've never even heard of Ms. Lowell. Maybe she's the one who doesn't belong here." "Sounds like pure jealousy to me. Didn't you catch it? That Lowell woman is not as innocent as she looks. She probably got involved in someone else's marriage and still refuses to admit it." Ashley's expression froze, her eyes brimming with tears as she threw herself into Dominic's arms. "No, that's not true, Dom