The True Heiress Returns (Tilda Jenson) novel Chapter 194

Chapter 194 National College Art Competition

Her free–spirited confidence and perfect figure dazzled everyone the moment she stepped out of the Cayenne.

Heads turned. Men could not help staring.

No wonder–Tilda steering the Porsche one–handedly was just too cool.

Simon was already waiting at the entrance.

“Professor Linscott.”

“Tilda.”

She walked up to him, sliding her sunglasses off. “I’m not late, am I?”

“Of course not–you’re right on time. Let’s go in.”

Tilda opened her mouth to reply, but a familiar, teasing voice cut her off

“Well, well.. Tilda. What a coincidence running into you here.

She turned and saw Alfie approaching, tall and sharp in a deep red tailored suit.

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At nearly 6’3“, he made the designer cut look like it had been created just for him. His short, neat hair and gray eyes glimmered with a sharpness that made people wary.

He was the kind of man who drew attention no matter where he went, like a rose with thorns. Women knew they would get hurt if they touched it, but still couldn’t help lean closer.

Tilda’s voice was cool. “What are you doing here?”

Alfie leaned closer, lowering his voice so only the two of them could hear. “The Woodward Group is sponsoring this competition. My dad sent me to check things out. What about you? Don’t tell me you’re competing?”

He put on a fake look of surprise.

But of course, he already knew.

As a sponsor, he had seen the finalist list long ago.

A name like “Tilda” stood out like a firefly in the dark–impossible to hide.

The moment he saw it, he volunteered to attend.

Otherwise, he would never waste time on something as boring as a college art competition.

Professor Linscott blinked curiously. “Tilda, you two are… friends?”

Before she could answer, Alfie flashed a grin.

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Chapter 194 National College Art Competition:

Of course. Friends.”

He gave Tilda a sidelong look, silently begging.

C’mon, we’ve met a few times. I treated you pretty well at Sky Dining. Don’t ruin my cover here.

Tilda’s lips twitched.

“Oh, I see.”

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