The Billionaire’s Surprise Twins

Chapter 341

Chapter 341: Don’t You Think It’s Beneath You?

Claire Donovan touched her nose, speechless. How did she get roped into work commitments alread

She cleared her throat gently and gestured towards Suzanne Jenkins. Suzanne gracefully turned a ful circle before Claire, who, after observing her, nodded in satisfaction. “Suzanne, the success of this runway show is in your hands.”

Suzanne gestured an ‘OK‘ and playfully winked at Claire, her demeanor both cheeky and endearing, belying her decade–older age than Claire and her friends.

Cassie Palmer clapped her hands emphatically, then placed them on Suzanne’s shoulder. “Don’t worr Tomorrow, I’ll make sure you’re the most stunning woman there!”

With jewels, gowns, and a goddess all set, the only thing missing was an international–level makeup artist. With Cassie Palmer’s final touch, Claire was eagerly anticipating the next day’s show.

After a day of exhibition, the guests had a clear idea of the showcased jewelry. However, the gems displayed coldly on their stands lacked a certain spirit. Jewelry, after all, only truly shines when adorned by someone. Its real value lies in enhancing the radiance of its wearer.

Naturally, the runway show became the best way to showcase the gems‘ allure. The venue for the sho was enormous, accommodating up to twenty thousand people. An hour before the start, it was alread packed.

Claire Donovan and Sean Vanderbilt arrived early, taking their seats in the third row, a privilege of being exhibitors. By their arrival, about half of the exhibitors were already seated.

Mia Ashworth’s eyes darkened with jealousy when she saw Claire. She glared at Claire and her group, her animosity palpable.

Claire, seated next to Mia, noticed her hostility. She had encountered Mia at the supermarket days ago without such animosity, so Claire was puzzled by Mia’s sudden intense hostility.

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“Hey, Claire,” Julia leaned over Sean, tapping Claire’s arm. When Claire turned, Julia whispered,

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Without querying Mia, Claire simply walked past her and sat down, followed by Sean, Frederick

Vanderbilt, and Julia Sanders.

“Hey, Claire,” Julia leaned over Sean, tapping Claire’s arm. When Claire turned, Julia whispered, “What’s with Mia Ashworth? Why was she looking at you like that? Her hatred seems to have intensified.”

Claire shrugged, as puzzled as Julia, “I don’t know… maybe she realized that Luna Lyons isn’t her

strongest card?”

Her voice, not deliberately subdued, reached Mia’s ears. Mia’s eyebrows knitted together, and she snapped at Claire, “What are you so proud of, Claire Donovan? The competition isn’t over yet!”

Claire raised an eyebrow, then slowly turned away, not bothering to look at Mia. She stared straight at the runway, her smile deepening, “Indeed, it’s not over yet. Why put on a face as if I’ve wronged

you gravely?”

Mia Ashworth was rendered speechless by Claire Donovan’s retort. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to

control her emotions; she simply couldn’t help it. The moment Vivia mentioned contacting Sinclaire

Jewelry’s owner, a wave of unease and intense jealousy surged within her. She knew that even if Vivia

reached Claire, a collaboration wasn’t guaranteed, as Vivia wasn’t the top decision–maker in YJYO.

Regardless of how much she appreciated Claire’s designs, the final say lay with YJYO’s higher– ups.

But Mia couldn’t bear even the slightest chance of Claire gaining such an opportunity.

Mia, speechless for a while, glared venomously at Claire. Claire sighed softly and shook her head.

“Mia Ashworth, first, we’re from the same country. Making such a scene on foreign soil is embarrassing

Secondly, no matter what, you’re my elder. Isn’t it beneath you to look at a younger person with

such resentful eyes?”

Mia exhaled sharply, her fingers interlocking tightly on her lap. Claire’s words were not without

reason; such behavior indeed tarnished their country’s image. Taking a deep breath, she turned away.

her eyes harboring deeper resentment and unwillingness. She decided to let go of her grudge against

Claire for now. The upcoming fashion show would prove her daughter’s excellence.

As Mia turned away, the atmosphere eased somewhat. Claire paid her no further attention and started

whispering with Sean Vanderbilt.

As time passed, the venue filled up, and even Sasha Felix, who had been absent, finally arrived. Her seat was on the other side of Sinclaire Jewelry, making it clear that the organizers placed Sinclaire Jewelry between the Qin Group and Felix Glory Corp., effectively in the spotlight. Sasha’s arrival brought a chill to the air as she passed Mia and Claire, her face icy.

Claire merely curled her lips and spared Sasha a glance before looking away, dismissing her hostility

as almost laughable.

Sasha clenched her fists and walked past Claire with a stern face. Once seated, Julia Sanders leaned

over Sean to tap Claire’s arm, her face brimming with mischief. “Hey, Claire, with Sasha Felix’s lack

of composure, her aspirations for Mr. Sean seem rather overambitious.”

The man in the middle instantly felt awkward. Julia’s direct addressing of him made him even more

uncomfortable. “Julia,” he said in a low, threatening tone, “if you continue to cross me with your

pointless chatter, believe me, I’ll throw you out.”

Julia shivered slightly, sneaking a glance at Sean’s displeased face. She quickly withdrew her hand

and made an apologetic gesture before turning back.

Claire, witnessing Julia’s expression, laughed joyfully. She nudged Sean gently, whispering al

warning, “Sean, aren’t you afraid that one day Julia will become your sister–in–law and get back at

you for all this intimidation?”