In the next few days, Charles didnât mention the equity transfer in front of Stella again. It seemed like he wanted to defuse this matter.
Stella was busy with the competition. After all, she had been waiting for it for a long time, so she didnât mind waiting for it for several more days.
When the semi-final competition came, all competitors gathered in the venue and handed in their entries.
Unlike last competition which arranged many obstacles, this time, the staff was waiting for the competitors in the venue and registered their entries one by one.
âThanks for your hard work over the past ten days. The result of the competition will be released three days later, please make preparations for the final competition.â
The organized had told the competitors before that when the result of the semi-final competition was released, the three designers who reached the final competition would immediately have a competition. When they finished their work, the judges would immediately evaluate their work and gave a grade.
Therefore, they couldnât have a good rest in the next three days. Instead, they would be highly stung up.
Stella walked to the exit after submitting her entry and Charlotte immediately walked over, âMs. Radomil, originally I wanted to treat you a meal. But it seems like we donât have the mood to enjoy it under such circumstance. Letâs have a meal when the competition completely comes to an end. I have to thank you this time, otherwise, I will as upset as them now.â
Stella looked over and found that the three persons were enshrouded in sadness. Apparently, they were not satisfied with their entries and it was hopeless for them to be selected as the top three designers.
âYouâre welcome. Itâs what I should do.â
Charlotteâs ability was indisputable. Other designers must have discussed on the competition in private before, but it seemed like their discussions didnât lead to an agreeable result.
Charlotte said, âThen I will leave first. Letâs meet in the final competition.â
After Charlotteâs leaving, Stella heard Modestyâs voice after taking several steps. Modesty said impatiently, âIâve told you that I will come back to visit him when Iâm free. Isnât that okay? Donât you know how important this competition is to me?â
The person opposite to Modesty moved his lips. But Modesty continued before he could speak, âThe final competition will be held several days later.
Can you not come here to bother me?â
The man said after several seconds of silence, âI wish you a great success.â
He turned around after finishing the words, yet his eyes met with Stellaâs in the air at the next moment.
Modesty also looked over. She then furrowed her brows and took a step backwards to distance herself from the man.
Adolph turned around to take glance and seemed to sense her purpose. He lowered his hat and left quickly.
With her arms crossed in front of her chest, Modesty said impolitely, âDonât you know itâs impolite to overhear other peopleâs conversation?â
Stella replied in a calm voice, âI just know that this place is public and I donât have the obligation to make room for you.â
Modesty chuckled disdainfully, âYou sound so complacent. Are you quite satisfied with your work?â
âYou look so nervous. Are you dissatisfied with your work?â
Modesty didnât expect that Stella would satirize her and her expression became colder.
Stella didnât want to talk to her anymore. She turned around and prepared to leave.
Modesty shouted behind her, âAre you so confident that you will be the champion of the final competition?â
Stella paused, âWhen did I say this?â
âDonât you mean so?â
âI never have such an idea. We compete based on our abilities, thank you.â Stella looked towards her and said in a flat tone, âIf you have the time to worry about me here, I suggest you to visit your father.â
Modestyâs face was distorted when she heard the words, âItâs none of your business!â
Stella twitched her mouth corner. She didnât talk to her again and directly left.
She didnât want to involve in her matter either.
When she came back to her studio, Sherry walked over with a weird expression. It seemed like she wanted to tell her something.
Stella asked in confusion, âWhatâs the matter?â
Sherry replied in a low voice, âChanning is here.â
Stella was a bit stunned. Originally she wanted to ask Sherry why Channing would come here on weekdays, but when seeing Sherryâs weird expression, she realized that there must be a problem. âI see.â Stella said.
She then walked towards the office.
Channing was sitting in the office with his back to the door, so Stella couldnât see his expression.
Stella closed the door and asked, âChan, why are you here? Donât you have classes today?â
Channing slowly looked up at her and pressed his lips together into a straight line. He took out a photo from his bag and handed it to Stella.
Stella looked down at the photo and found it was of her and Charles.
According to the background of the photo, Stella guessed it was photographed by someone in the bidding.
Stella seated herself and asked in a gentle voice, âChan, I didnât mean to hide this from you. Itâs just that itâs so complicated that I donât know how to tell you about this.â
Channing said, âSo heâs your biological father, right?â
Stella moved her lips yet didnât explain it in the end. She agreed to it tacitly.
It was not the right time to tell Channing about other matters.
After a while, Channing asked, âDid Jeffrey come to find you recently?â
Stella shook her head, âNope.â
âGot it.â
After finishing the words, Channing stood up and left.
Stella stopped him, âChan...â
With his back to her, Channing said emotionlessly, âIâm fine. Iâm just here to confirm one thing. I have some classes tonight and I have to go.â
Stella followed him out of the office. But Channing walked so quickly that he disappeared in her vision soon.
Sherry walked over, âWhatâs wrong? Channingâs expression was gloomy when he came here.â
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Sherry scratched her hair, âProbably it doesnât matter, right? Maybe he will be happy for you because of this?â
Stella shook her head, âThatâs not the case.â
After coming back to her office, Stella made a phone call to Winnie and asked, âIs Channing doing well in the filming crew recently?â
âOh, he completed shooting several days ago. Whatâs the matterâ
âNothing. Originally I want to...â Stella heaved a sigh in her heart, âNever mind. Go on with your business.â
At the other end of the phone, Winnie also felt strange after the call. She put her phone into her bag and asked a staff aside, âHave Channing come here in these days?â
âI donât know either. But I saw him at the gate of the school this noon. By the way, is his family so rich?â
Winnie was confused, âWhat do you mean?â
The staff replied, âI saw a man come to find Channing this noon. He drove a luxurious car and wore a business suit. I could tell that heâs from the upper ten with one glance. Although I saw them from afar, I could see that they looked somehow similar. So I guess that the man is probably Channingâs father.â
Winnie had also heard about Stellaâs father. Apparently, the man that the staff mentioned was not their father.
Winnie tidied up her things while saying, âPlease ask for a leave for me to the director. I have to go now.â
âWe have a party tonight. Where are you going?â
âI have to deal with something. I will treat you guys next time. Enjoy your time tonight.â
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