The Abandoned Wife Dumped Him First (Victoria and Elias) novel Chapter 226

"Victoria! First prize! It's first prize!" Sunny looked like she was about to jump for joy as she hugged Victoria tightly. "You're amazing!"

Anyone who had ever studied architecture knew how prestigious the Euro-American Architectural Design Awards were.

As soon as the competition results were announced, they instantly shot to the top of the trending topics.

Among them, the topic titled #Victoria, First Prize# was ranked number one. Clicking on it revealed the competition's official account, which had posted the design drafts of the top three winners.

Victoria's design resonated with many architects, who left a flood of comments.

"My God, this design is an exquisite work of art!"

"Victoria? How come I've never heard that name before? But I have to say, the design concept is so bold, you can't help but be impressed!"

"Was this really created by an unknown designer? This person is a born architect!"

"Does anyone know if she takes on apprentices? I'd shamelessly beg to be her student!"

"..."

Victoria barely had time to react before Sunny was spinning her around in a hug. It took a moment before she could get her own phone out to check her messages.

Sure enough, a text from the organizers had arrived half an hour ago.

[Dear Designer Sanger, congratulations on winning first prize in this year's Euro-American Architectural Design Awards! On behalf of the organizers, we would like to invite you to the award ceremony in two weeks. We look forward to your reply.]

Sunny leaned over to see the text and clutched her heart.

"Oh my god, Victoria, pinch me, tell me this isn't a dream! This is the Euro-American Architectural Design Awards! Every designer who has ever placed in the top ten in this competition is now a world-renowned figure!"

"I never thought I'd one day be friends with the champion of such a major competition!"

Hearing this, Victoria laughed and pinched her cheek.

"Ouch!"

Sunny hissed in pain and immediately covered her face. "Victoria, you're too rough!"

"You're the one who told me to pinch you. Are you awake now? Does it still feel like a dream?"

"I'm awake." Sunny blinked, a mischievous idea popping into her head. "Victoria, do you think if I took a picture of the heels you gave me right now, posted it online, and said it was a gift from you, I'd go viral?

If I went viral, I'd wear the heels once for my wedding and then sell them for a high price... I might even make a profit!"

Victoria listened, unsure whether to praise her quick thinking or scold her for being so money-hungry.

"Enough with the scheming. Get in the car," Victoria urged, flicking Sunny's forehead twice.

Victoria thought that if she didn't get Sunny in the car soon, she was afraid Sunny would get so excited she'd tell every single person she met that she was friends with the champion of the Euro-American Architectural Design Awards, dying to let the whole world know.

Sunny stuck her tongue out, walked around the front of the car, and got in.

Soon, the BMW MINI started up and drove away, leaving two tire tracks in the snow.

At the same time,

Victoria had just picked up the custom shoes from Mr. Laurent's shop when she got a call from Saul Flint updating her on the recent progress of The Sanger Group's various business ventures. It was only then that she learned that some people in the industry who knew her identity had even been calling The Sanger Group, one after another, proposing collaborations.

"Mr. Flint, you're one of my brother's most trusted people. You can make the decisions regarding the company," Victoria said.

"Yes, I won't let you down, Miss Sanger," Saul replied, a warmth spreading through his chest.

Victoria parked the car, walked into the elevator, and then remembered something. "Abbey Prescott... any sign of her?"

"Not yet."

Saul had tried many methods to investigate Abbey's whereabouts these past few days, but he couldn't find a single clue. It was as if she had vanished from the face of the earth, just like Grady Sanger.

"Okay, I understand."

Victoria's expression dimmed slightly. As long as Abbey couldn't be found, the truth about her brother's death would remain a mystery.

Saul tried to reassure her. "Don't worry, Miss Sanger. As long as she's alive, we'll find her eventually."

Alive...

A thought seemed to strike Victoria. "Saul, do you think... something might have happened to Abbey too?"

...

A small mountain village in Brentwood.

An old house stood halfway up the mountain. A middle-aged woman pushed open the door, walked inside, and asked the man who was checking a patient's pulse, "Dr. Evans, how is the young woman?"