Chapter 904 Strategic Retreat
Alexander and Elise smirked at each other, but they didn’t disrupt the show just yet. Instead, they had all the patience in the world as they chose the best seats for the show.
“I have something to report, Your Highness. I wish to report Anastasia White and Alexander Griffith for their private dealings. They engaged in nepotism and ignored the rules of the designer selection by including Anastasia in the list of candidates even though she doesn’t have any design experience at all. They’re trying to rig the results of the selection!”
Margaret kneeled on the floor and wagged her finger at Anastasia as she vented furiously as if she was doing the world a great favor by exposing a heinous crime.
“How absurd!” Princess Diana huffed. “A designer is judged based on their talent, not their experience. Prince Caleb and I have both seen Miss Anastasia’s designs. Although they’re not necessarily the world’s most jaw-dropping designs, they certainly are good enough to allow her to join the selection. So what if the rules are bent a little for her?”
As Princess Diana spoke, she gave Elise a look of reassurance, letting Elise know that she was on her side and that Elise didn’t have to panic.
Elise nodded lightly in gratitude.
“Your Highness, does this mean that as long as a person is talented, it doesn’t matter how terrible her character is and how dishonorable her actions are? Can a person like that be in charge of a brand that represents both Yveltalia and Cittadel?” Margaret cried out in deep anguish.
“What do you mean?” Prince Caleb asked sternly.
“Anastasia White.” Margaret pointed at Elise. “The woman who’s sitting beside Alexander right now is a despicable woman who is heartless, cruel, and has no sense of decency, not even toward her own family!”
“A few years ago, she selfishly stole her own younger sister’s boyfriend and even got pregnant out of wedlock without knowing who the father is. And now, she’s living out her life of luxury while her parents beg on the streets without a home to stay in. If a person as materialistic, selfish, and immoral as her becomes an international designer, what kind of an example would she be setting for the younger generation? Your Highnesses, have you considered just how serious the consequences would be?”
“Why should I believe you?” Prince Caleb calmly asked on purpose so that Margaret could continue.
“I have proof!” Margaret was still kneeling on the floor. “And if that’s not enough, I can bring Anastasia’s parents over and provide videos of them begging on the streets. Anastasia and I have been friends for over a decade. I have no reason to slander her. I wouldn’t have taken the risk to complain about her at the Department of Commerce if she hadn’t gone too far. I really don’t want to see her setting a bad example for the future generation!”
Raffle passed over the information he had prepared from the start. “The video that Miss Ainsley is referring to is on this tablet. You can take a look, Your Highness.”
Alexander, who had been silent all this while, couldn’t resist remarking sarcastically, “You’re so well-prepared, Secretary Raffle. Look at you giving so much attention to my fiancée’s matters despite all the work you have on hand. I feel so bad for troubling you.”
“Please don’t misunderstand, Mr. Griffith. I prioritize all matters, regardless of who it involves. This is no ordinary matter. It’d also be in your best interest to resolve it as soon as possible,” Raffle declared as the staunch defender of justice.
“So I should be thanking you, huh?” Alexander cocked his eyebrows as his eyes flashed coldly.
Raffle surreptitiously averted his eyes to avoid Alexander’s piercing gaze.
After watching the video, Prince Caleb let out a heavy sigh. “What do you wish to say, Miss White?”
Princess Diana kept eyeing Elise as well. Defend yourself, Anastasia!
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