The True Heiress: Legend Mode novel Chapter 10

She spoke with chilling nonchalance. No one could tell if she was supremely confident or just didn't care about the consequences. It was impossible to read her.

Gerda immediately objected. "Absolutely not, that's too embarrassing. If the Jaggers find out, they'll mock you relentlessly. Our family's reputation can't take a hit like that."

Juno smiled—a genuine, dangerous smile, the first one she had shown in days. "You don't think I can turn it around?"

"Of course I do, but—!"

"Then that's all that matters."

As Juno locked in her decision, Gerda could be heard grumbling under her breath. "Who the hell was running this division before? How did they tank it so badly?"

The advisor quickly tried to do damage control. "We have a hand in almost every industry, ma'am. We just aren't highly specialized in jewelry. Aside from that, our healthcare, hospitality, tourism, and dining sectors are exceptionally strong."

In those fields, they utterly dominated the Jaggers.

Gerda couldn't swallow the insult. "Juno! Crush them!"

Juno played along seamlessly. "You got it."

After finishing her meal, Juno stayed behind to keep Gerda company for a while before returning to the main estate.

The staff in the grand foyer were quietly going about their duties. A sudden gust of wind swept through an open window, scattering several sheets of paper off a side table and onto the floor. Panicking, a maid scrambled to gather them.

One of the loose sheets drifted perfectly to Juno's feet. She casually bent down and picked it up just as the maid reached her.

She only needed a single glance. It was a design draft. The linework was painfully amateur, desperately trying to emulate a specific, high-end style but failing miserably. It looked like an awkward, disjointed mess. Key structural details were entirely botched.

It was pure designer's instinct—she spotted every single flaw in less than a second.

She screamed the last sentence at the top of her lungs, playing the absolute victim.

Seeing her so hysterical, Gwendolyn took the situation seriously. "Juno... why don't you just... apologize? Rhiannon has put a lot of pressure on herself for this project, and the Jaggers have a lot riding on it too."

The upcoming seasonal campaign was massive public knowledge. If a plagiarism scandal broke before the launch, it would completely ruin the marketing team's hard work. It was a very serious accusation.

Juno didn't even acknowledge Gwendolyn. Instead, she stared down at Rhiannon with absolute, unadulterated disgust. "Plagiarize you? Have you even looked at the absolute garbage you just drew?"

Rich kids really did have it easy. Zero talent, yet boundless confidence!

"You're just jealous of me!!" Rhiannon shrieked, thoroughly convinced Juno was a bitter, talentless hack blinded by envy.

Juno was slightly taller than Rhiannon. She took two slow steps forward, towering over the trembling girl, and spoke in a dark, mocking drawl. "God, if only I had half your unearned confidence."