novelxo Chapter 171
"Yes."
Rupert's response sent a wave of envy in Bridget's direction.
It seemed the mysterious jewel was indeed Bridget's birthday present.
Under the flash of cameras, Bridget's cheeks flushed with color.
The reporter shifted the microphone towards her. "Ms. Simpson, are you confident in your own jewelry design?"
Though the question was directed at Bridget, she seized the moment to flaunt her romance.
Blinking softly, she said with tender affection, "With Rupert's support, I'm absolutely confident. This piece, inspired by the camellia, was designed with great care. Please, take lots of photos later." As she finished speaking, a stir ran through the crowd on the red carpet.
Someone shouted, "Bailey's arrived."
Bridget immediately lifted her chin, ready to bask in the adoration and praise.
Bailey made an extravagant entrance in an emerald green satin mermaid dress, her figure highlighted to perfection.
But to everyone's surprise, she wasn't wearing Bridget's camellia-inspired necklace. Instead, she wore Sylvia's pearl set, which added a touch of softness to her otherwise bold allure.
What surprised the crowd even more was Bailey clutching a dog leash, with a Chihuahua prancing at her side.
The crowd gasped, their eyes immediately drawn to the necklace adorning the dog's neck.
The camellia necklace!
Wasn't that Bridget's design?
How did it end up as a dog leash?
Bailey stopped and lifted her pet, making sure the necklace was clearly visible to the cameras.
Bridget's face turned green; no amount of beauty filters could save her expression.
A nosy reporter pointed at the dog's necklace and asked, "Bailey, is this necklace designed by Ms. Simpson?"
"Yes," Bailey replied, waving the dog's paw at Bridget. "What's the matter? Can't Ms. Simpson recognize her own work?" Bridget, having already hyped up her design, could not deny it and managed a stiff smile in acknowledgment.
Sensing juicy gossip, another
reporter bluntly asked, "Ms. Simpson said it was specially designed for
you, and now it's on a dog? Are you not satisfied with Ms. Simpson's design?"
"Of course not. I absolutely adore this piece, so naturally, my darling here should wear it."
With that, Bailey turned to Bridget, gently patting her dog's head and deliberately caressing the necklace around its neck.
"By the way, Ms. Simpson, meet my precious Cammy, a female."
Sylvia, watching the livestream, couldn't help but burst into laughter.
A dog named Cammy wearing the camellia necklace - now that's a subtle dig.
On the screen, Bridget's eyes nearly popped out. She struggled to say a word, but for the sake of her image,
she bad to smile and pretemage,
adore the dog.
What a joke!
But Bailey wasn't done.
She pulled Bridget closer for the cameras and said, "Didn't you hear Ms. Simpson? Take lots of photos, spread the word."
Spread the word about what?
The camellia dog leash- oh no, the camellia necklace.
During the photo op, Bailey
occasionally caressed her pearl set, a common gesture for showcasing. Anyone with a keen eye could grasp Bailey's intention.
"Bailey, which brand is this pearl necklace from?"
"My personal collection. Take a guess."
Bailey, ever the businesswoman, knew exactly how much to reveal. But her evasiveness only fueled the audience's curiosity.
Eager netizens traced the design back to Eloise's studio account, credited to Sylvia.
After the photoshoot, as Bailey walked past Bridget, she paused.
"The last woman who threatened me, do you know where she is now?"
"What do you mean?" Bridget said through clenched teeth.
"Ever wonder why the flowers in the small garden bloom the brightest?"
Bridget's face turned pale as she grasped Bailey's insinuation.