He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 633

Percival Vance looked at her with deep approval and smiled. "I was simply too excited today, so I announced the results early. The actual trophy will be presented to you personally by the committee later. Excellent work. Your future is truly limitless."

Scarlett smiled, the curve of her lips perfectly measured and graceful. "Thank you for sharing this wonderful news early, Mr. Vance. I'm surprised and thrilled. I'll continue to work hard and strive to create even more meaningful designs!"

Scarlett had never been one for empty platitudes; she only cared about tangible results.

The applause from the audience roared, echoing endlessly.

Yardley Flynn sat in the crowd, watching the radiant woman on stage. His eyes darkened, swirling with complex emotions.

He had never expected that the winner of the prestigious Pillar of Eternity Gold Award would be Scarlett.

Seeing her bathed in the spotlight, admired by the entire room, a strange sense of unfamiliarity washed over him—accompanied by an unprecedented surge of possessive desire.

She had always been this brilliant. Why had he never noticed it when they were together?

Scarlett descended the stairs with ease. Julian was already waiting at the bottom, offering his hand like a true gentleman to help her down before crouching to adjust the train of her gown.

Sylvia stood frozen in a dark corner, her hands twisting the fabric of her dress so tightly her knuckles turned white.

Seeing Julian treat Scarlett with such tender devotion made her eyes burn. Jealousy twisted her features, making her look absolutely unhinged.

How could Scarlett be the winner? It was impossible!

Hadn't Scarlett spent the last few months consumed by the divorce? How did she possibly have the time or energy to create a competition piece?!

Anger flushed Sylvia's face. Gripping her phone tightly, she glared at Scarlett's back, her mind racing with malicious calculations.

Following standard industry protocol, Scarlett would soon be flying to Country A for the official awards gala.

When that happened, the world's media would descend upon her. She would become an international sensation, the most sought-after architectural designer in Country H.

Once they were done destroying Talia, they would call Scarlett. Knowing Scarlett's personality, she would drop everything to save her friend. And the moment Scarlett set foot in Merland Country, she would be walking straight into a living hell!

Who cared if she won the biggest architectural award in the world? Soon enough, her compromising photos and videos would be plastered all over the internet.

Sylvia wanted to make sure that at the exact moment Scarlett reached the peak of her fame, her reputation would be utterly annihilated. She would become the laughingstock of the industry, forever nailed to the pillar of shame, unable to ever show her face again.

The mere thought of it brought a twisted sense of satisfaction to Sylvia, instantly cooling the burning rage in her chest.

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By the time the gala concluded, it was nearly nine-thirty at night.

Scarlett had been surrounded, congratulated, and flattered for hours. Having finally navigated the relentless networking, she was completely exhausted.