NovelEnglish[The Lynette family was so loaded, could they really not afford a few hundred hangers-on? Were they about to hit skid row?] [If you had ten grand in your pocket, would you hand it all over to spanhandler on the street?] [The prize money's in the hundreds of millions - talk about deep pockets!] No sooner had the announcement for the competition been made than it went viral, raking in hundreds of thousands of shares in less than thirty minutes.
In just three days, it drew hundreds of thousands of eager applicants.
Yuri hadn't expected such a groundswell of interest and encouraged Brittany to go all in.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMeanwhile, in Craneville, at a research institute.
"His condition has stabilized." Elijah, who was tuning in to the latest on Brittany's grand preparations for the Crown Jewel Design Challenge, let a shadow flicker across his eyes. "Okay." After nearly half a month of meticulous preparation, the preliminaries of the Crown Jewel Design Challenge commenced. The Lynette Conglomerate, with Brittany at the helm, had eyes on every application.
Organizing the competition wasn't just a publicity stunt for YULI; it was also a mafor top-tier talent - potential hires for the company.
Brittany, with her discerning eye, sifted through hundreds of thousands of resumes, shortlisting over three thousand.
Having competed in jewelry contests herself, Brittany was no stranger to the process. Now, as the organizer with a vested interest, she ensured the event stayed in the limelight, quickly climbing the ranks to becCraneville's trending topic within a week.
Brittany's critiques were sharp, even rivaling the esteemed Judge Meyer, catapulting her to instant fame.
Saskia had finally gotten a reprieve from morning sickness, only to see Brittany basking in glory, which left her fuming with envy and resentment. She had tried to land a job with the Lynette Conglomerate years ago, only to be turned down by Yuri, who claimed she wasn't cut out for the corporate world.
Yet now, the entire Lynette Conglomerate seemed to be rolling out the red carpet for Brittany! How could Saskia not be green with envy? The competition heated up as it progressed, with several impressive designers catching Brittany's eye.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmOn the eve of the finale, Brittany wrapped up her work and headed back to the Lynette Mansion earlier than planned.
The new chauffeur, unfamiliar with the route, inadvertently drove near the villa Brittany had bought stago.
Brittany felt a strange tug at her heart as she gazed at the villa, a pang of recognition stirring within her.
The chauffeur fumbled with the GPS, and Brittany stepped out Car to the villa's stood there, lost in though belongs to englishS "Miss, it's finally ure to go," The chauffeur red out the directions and called Brittany back to the car.
Back at the Lynette Mansion, Brittany's mind was haunted by the image of that villa; it felt all too familiar.
That night Brittany had a nightmare a pipe as thick as an arm crashing down, mixing with the rain, the cold, hard drops splattering on herface, chilling and merciless. S In the eastern part of the city, an alarm blared.
An assistant's voice cut through the chaos. "We need people here, stat! The patient's awake!" The entire institute buzzed into action.
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