"Miss Angelica, don’t say that. How could you be considered an outsider? That so-called true heiress of the Clark Family is nowhere near your level," someone in the crowd flattered.
Everyone knew Angelica was merely James’ stepdaughter, but so what? Her achievements were undeniable, whereas the real heiress...
Angelica quickly shook her head. "I never expected to inherit Clark Group. Selina is the only rightful successor. Please don’t say such things."
Selina narrowed her eyes.
"Miss Angelica, are you really willing to let that ignorant country bumpkin walk all over you? She doesn’t even—"
Before the woman could finish, she suddenly froze. "Selina?!"
The entire room instinctively turned, spotting Selina standing at the entrance. Angelica bit her lip and stepped forward. "Selina, what brings you here?"
Selina’s gaze swept across the crowd, a faint smirk on her lips. "You all look surprised. This is my family’s company—am I not allowed to visit?"
Angelica put on a tolerant, gentle expression. "That’s not what I meant—"
"You still have the audacity to show up?"
A woman, appearing to be a department manager, sneered. "Miss Angelica is here for business. What about you? What else do you know besides causing trouble? If you weren’t Mr. Clark’s biological daughter, I would’ve kicked you out long ago!"
Selina recognized her—it was Manager Bryant, the head of the PR department and one of Katie’s relatives.
She casually tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Even if I were to ruin something, it would still be my mother’s company I’m ruining. The shares are in my hands, so why are you so worked up, Manager Bryant?"
The room fell silent.
She had a point... Clark Group was founded by Victoria, and the majority of shares were still technically in Selina’s name. Even if she hadn’t fully taken control yet, why would an outsider like Bryant be so concerned about what she did with her own inheritance?
Manager Bryant’s face turned bright red with embarrassment. "W-Well, even if Victoria founded it, right now, it belongs to—"
"Miss Selina, you’re here!"
A voice interrupted. An older man, around sixty, quickly walked in, his brows furrowed. "Manager Bryant, this is Clark Group, not the Bryant Family’s personal playground!"
Manager Bryant stiffened but tried to argue. "But Selina—"
"I don’t want to hear another word. If you keep causing trouble, hand in your resignation."
The older shareholder then turned to Selina. "Did you bring the design drafts, Miss Selina? Please, come upstairs with me."
Angelica’s gaze flickered as she exchanged a look with the shareholder before quietly slipping away.
Manager Bryant, still fuming, muttered under her breath, "Everyone knows Mr. Taylor is loyal to Victoria—he’s clearly playing favorites. I really feel bad for Miss Angelica..."
Meanwhile, whispers spread through the crowd.
"Did Miss Selina really bring design drafts?"
"Miss Angelica already formed her own jewelry design team. This is clearly a showdown between the two!"
"Yeah, launching designs at the same time... Whoever sells less will lose face."
"I’m betting on Miss Angelica..."
...
Inside the jewelry department.
Selina frowned. "Why are they asking for the designs now?"
Clark Group’s jewelry line usually released two new collections per quarter. It wasn’t time for the next launch yet.
The shareholder, Taylor, gave her a polite yet calculated smile. "Miss Selina, you may not be aware, but Angelica suggested releasing a new design every month. Mr. Clark agreed. I didn’t want you to fall behind, so I hurried to inform you."
"But don’t worry, Miss Selina. In terms of connections and talent, Angelica is no match for you. We are the people Mrs. Victoria left behind—we will always stand by you."
Selina lowered her gaze and took out a design draft. "Got it."
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