Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 1227

Everyone was browsing leisurely through the jewelry exhibition.

Despite how shiny the jewelry and everyone was dressed up, none of them could compare to a fraction of Xyla Quest and Sharon Lindt’s brightness.

The two of them were like shimmering beads. Wherever they went, light encapsulated them and made every object and person around them seem dim in comparison.

They were both stunned by the jewelry that came into sight.

Sharon, especially, was as happy as a child.

She kept tugging Xyla along to look at everything around them. She wasn’t tired at all.

Soon, a standalone glass cabinet attracted Sharon’s attention.

There was a snake-shaped necklace in the cabinet.

The necklace was engraved with plentiful diamonds. It looked unique as it rotated around a plastic mannequin’s neck.

“This design looks so special…” Sharon’s eyes were glimmering as she looked at the necklace and complimented. Her eyes kept glowing.

Xyla nodded. She thought it was alright.

After that, Xyla’s gaze landed upon the designer's nameplate in the lower right corner.

‘Helen’ was written on it…

Xyla was very familiar with this designer. She was an internationally renowned jewelry designer…

Helen had worked in the jewelry industry for fifty years.

Her name as the designer brand used to sell like hot cakes in foreign countries.

However, in recent years, with new designers joining the industry and the rise of other designer brands, Helen’s designs no longer sold.

Xyla chuckled. “You have way too much jewelry. It’s normal to forget. Anyway, If I were her, I wouldn’t participate in an exhibition with stuff like this. Even if I can’t produce anything new, and I must use the snake element, I’d change the way it’s presented…” Xyla said.

“Miss… You sound rather knowledgeable in jewelry design.” Right then, Xyla heard someone speaking in Country Z’s language, but the person didn’t sound fluent.

Xyla immediately looked over…

She saw an old Caucasian woman with short, curly, white hair and thick makeup who wore a classic, black Chanel dress as well as Dior’s black espadrille heels.

Xyla recognized this woman.

It was Helen herself…

After judging someone else’s work and being heard by that person right in front of her, Xyla suddenly felt a little awkward.

Although she felt awkward on the inside, she still maintained her elegant and poise appearance. “I was just casually commenting,” Xyla said.