
Hilary spoke with increasingly sassy and insolent. It was as if arrogance was the only thing he wore to cover his body. "Winifred, you must have heard that the 'Hand of God' has appeared in this competition. It's breathtaking. I can't believe there's someone in this world who can design sacred artworks like 'Autumn Field'. Gucci specifically sent me in charge of the business here. In addition, Mr. Michael has entrusted me as Gucci's representative to liaise and work with the Hand of God. Winifred, are you envious?"
Winifred and Tyr were stunned.
"Hilary White, do you worship the Hand of God so much? And did you know that the Hand of God is sitting right in front of you?" Tyr laughs. "Gucci gave you such an important task, but you didn't learn the background and profile of the Hand of God, did you?"
Hilary grins. "Of course, I have the document but have no intention of reading it. Because I want to meet him in person. In my mind, he must be a mature, tough, talented, and rich, perfect young man.
Tyr could even see a hint of pink on Hilary's face! This woman had thought of someone as her potential partner.
Reflexively, Tyr glanced at Winifred, then looked at Hilary, before laughing out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" Hilary glared at Tyr.
Tyr calmed down and said coldly, "I laugh at your lack of elegance, shame, and sophistication."
"You.. How dare you insult me!"
Tyr said in a disdainful tone, "Your nose has been overhauled, cheekbones lifted, chin taper, and you even had double eyelid surgery." As Tyr spoke, he looked at Hilary's chest and said, "That's a fake. And I can smell the whore from your body. To become a leader in an international luxury brand like Gucci, you must have, at least, twenty years of experience. However, you have arrived there in just six years. Really something..."
Tyr spoke meaningfully, clearly implying that this woman had gained her position now with her body.
Hilary became enraged at Tyr's words that had pierced her sensitive nerves. "You! How dare you slander and humiliate me? Make sure you pay for your deeds!"
“That's out of my sight. If not, did you know that I could bend your nose shaft all the way to your ear?" Tyr's face instantly wrathful, surprising Hilary
Hilary subconsciously covered her nose with a terrified expression. "Basic bastards. A woman like me is not equal to you."
Hilary went away with a loss. Winifred quickly asked Tyr, "How did you know he had plastic surgery?"
"I am a great doctor who is very experienced with the human body!" Tyr's casual reply made Winifred blush. "Oh, I mean, bone structure!"
Winifred took a deep breath as if she had just recalled an agonizing memory. "He was a classmate at the design institute. Everyone in the design major was amazing, so I always had a good relationship with everything. We often gather to research and exchange ideas. In the last year, our university organized a design competition. The winner will receive a scholarship to Italy. I immediately signed up and put all my efforts into that competition. At the time, Hilary claimed she had no interest in going abroad, so she never signed up. And since he didn't sign up, I feel like I could be champion one."
Finished saying this, Winifred's knuckles began to emit crackling sounds. He was even a little reluctant to continue.
"What happened after that?"
"After that, when the competition was about to begin, he suddenly asked me to show him the work that had been created so that he could give some opinions. I didn't think much at the time and agreed. But the next day, on the day of registration, I never expected that Hilary would register as well. And he used my work to sign up. In the end, we all know that if two submissions are the same, one of them must be plagiarized."
Tyr frowned, wondering why could this Hilary be like Iris Zea. Equally ******!
"At that time, did you not ask for clarification or rebuttal? He's the one who plagiarized you!"
"Well..." Winifred laughed bitterly. "What's the point of arguing? I can't win against him. You're right, Tyr, Hilary was able to become a high-ranking official in Gucci in six short years not because of her skills. Back then, he slept with one of the university's in charge, and they both insisted that I was the one who plagiarized him. I ended up disqualified from the competition while Hilary got her wish and won first place, getting the chance to study in Italy."
Hearing this, Tyr shook his head. There are too many despicable humans on this planet.
"Formerly, Hilary knew she couldn't beat you, which is why she deliberately used such cunning tricks. This guy is even meaner than Iris Zea."
Winifred laughed bitterly and muttered, "If it wasn't for him, my life wouldn't be in such a miserable state right now!"
Winifred's right. If he could study abroad, he would never have been involved in the incident six years ago. With his amazing skills and creativity, he will have an amazing life.
There are many crossroads in life. If someone takes the wrong path, their life will change forever. Tyr could not change Winifred's past, but he had absolute confidence that he could give her a bright and colorful future!
"Hilary this is truly despicable! But her happy life will be over soon."
Tyr narrowed his eyes at Hilary, who was sitting at the other table, twirling her wine glass. He deliberately imitated the elegance of the elite nation, but Tyr had discovered the lives of countless real elites from the west. Their characters cannot be easily imitated. No matter how hard Hilary tried, she could not hide the murky smell on her body.
"Winifred, you must believe that God is not blind. Some karma is only late, but never lost. And today, Hilary's karma has arrived. What did he owe you back then, we'll get him back today, little by little?"