Chapter 124
Iris’s POV
I sat perfectly still in my contestant chair, watching Megan Claire
strutting across the stage with the confidence of someone who
believed they’d already won. Her burgundy dress caught the spotlight
as she gestured dramatically at the projection screen behind her–at
MY design.
So that’s why she looked so smug when she passed me earlier. She staged this whole thing. She actually stole my design.
“The inspiration for this piece came to me during a moonlit walk,”
Megan explained to the panel of five judges, who were nodding
appreciatively. “I wanted to capture how moonlight dances across
water, creating this ephemeral, almost magical effect.”
I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing.
She’s reciting my initial concept notes almost verbatim. But she only saw my preliminary sketches with the basic ‘moonlight on water concept. She has no idea how I evolved the design to incorporate deeper symbolism – the protective curves representing a mother wolf, the diamonds placed to
mirror specific constellations visible from Moonshade Bay.
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“The diamond placement here,” she continued, pointing to the
projection, “represents drops of water catching moonlight, while the
silver curves mimic gentle waves.”
She even got the flower symbolism wrong. That’s not what the curved
lines represent at all.
I watched the judges exchange impressed glances, whispering to each
other and making notes. A cold smile tugged at my lips. Enjoy your
moment of glory, Megan. It won’t last long.
Taking a slow, measured breath, I considered my options. Jumping up
now to accuse her of theft would only make me look unhinged and
desperate. That’s exactly what she wanted–for me to lose my
composure and discredit myself.
Thank god I submitted two different designs–one under my name and
another as Aurora. She has no idea I’m Aurora, and that’s my ace.
I glanced down at my portfolio, where my backup presentation sat
ready. I’d prepared for something like this–not specifically theft, but
some form of sabotage. Living with the Stone family for years had
taught me to always have contingency plans.
She must have followed me that day I left my sketches at Marcus’s office.
I remember feeling watched but dismissed it as paranoia. I should have
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trusted my instincts.
Megan finished her presentation with a rehearsed humble smile that
made my skin crawl. As she walked back to her seat, she passed by
mine, throwing me a triumphant look and the slightest arch of her
eyebrow. The challenge in her eyes was unmistakable.
She thinks I’ll explode. She wants me to make a scene. I smiled placidly
back at her, which clearly threw her off. The flash of confusion in her
eyes was worth holding my tongue.
I’m not the same impulsive Iris who would have confronted her
immediately. I’ve learned patience from watching predators like
Catherine.
I discreetly tucked my backup presentation into my folder. The host
announced a five–minute break before the next presenter. Around me,
the other contestants were reviewing their notes or checking their
phones. None of them knew the drama unfolding right before their
eyes.
My name would be called third. Perfect timing. I’d let Megan think
she’d won until the very last moment.
“Will our next presenter please come to the stage,” the announcer
called after the break. “Ms. Iris Stone.”
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