Married First, Loved Later : A Flash Marriage with My Ex's 'Uncle' novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325: The Mind of a Despicable Person

Selina had just finished her sketch when someone knocked on the door—yeah right, like that was a coincidence.

Clearly, those hidden cameras were watching her.

Without a hint of suspicion, she discreetly hid one of the pages and opened the door. "All done," she said casually.

The staff member’s eyes darted around. "Right, I’m here to take note of how many contestants have finished. Miss Clark, would you mind if I take a photo of your design?"

Selina gave a faint smile. "Sure."

The staffer thought smugly, What an idiot. Who just hands over their design in a competition like this?

Still, it made her job a whole lot easier.

After she left, Selina rested her chin on her hand and leaned over the desk.

She knew Angelica would pull the same stunt again—steal her sketch and submit it as her own.

But this time, Selina wasn’t playing dumb.

With a slow, deliberate motion, she added a few lines to the sketch.

She couldn’t wait to see the look on Angelica’s face when she realized what she stole... was an incomplete design.

Five minutes later, Angelica held Selina’s draft in her hands.

Her eyes burned with jealousy and hatred—but she had to admit, the little tramp had talent.

But so what? That talent was hers now.

She would bask in all the praise that should’ve gone to Selina, and Selina...

Well, fools never learn. She brought this on herself.

An hour later, in the judges’ office:

"It’s been a day. What’s the status of the contestants?"

"I’ve heard two have already finished their designs and are starting production."

"Oh? That fast? Who are they?"

Logan sat calmly on the couch nearby, listening to the chatter.

Rigel smirked. "I’ll bet one of them is Angelica."

A judge looked surprised. "You’re right. How did you know, Mr. Rigel?"

"Angelica may not have officially studied under Star, but she’s practically my junior. I know her skill level. One day is more than enough."

Logan let out a soft scoff.

Rigel, looking smug, asked, "And the other?"

"Selina."

"Selina?!" Rigel’s brow furrowed instantly. He scoffed.

"Hmph. Some people just don’t know their place. Trying to compete with Angelica on speed, without understanding that Angelica’s work is flawless—what a waste."

The room went quiet for a beat.

So Selina finished early because she was trying to race Angelica?

Well, Angelica was a genius. Fast and precise was expected. But Selina?

Rigel’s reputation as Star’s protégé made his opinion matter—so naturally, others followed.

"Yeah, she’s rushing it. Three days is the bare minimum to polish a design, unless you’re a genius like Angelica."

"No wonder Mr. Rigel isn’t impressed. I wouldn’t want a contestant like that either."

"This is a design competition, not her playground. If she wants to challenge Angelica, she shouldn’t turn this into a joke."