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Maja was well aware that Kim was throwing shade at her, but she chose not to respond. Instead, she

walked over to her workspace and took a seat.

Kim, however, was far from pleased. If Maxwell had allowed her to connect with lan, she was certain

she could have secured the project. After all, lan’s agreement was primarily due to his friendship with

Maxwell, and Maja herself played a relatively minor role.

In Kim’s eyes, Maja had stumbled upon a fortunate opportunity, and now everyone was making a fuss

about it. She couldn’t help but feel a ticking bomb of resentment building up within her.

“Why do all good things happen to her? Kim muttered, feeling envious and frustrated. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Kim knew the interior design industry provided ample opportunities to mingle with the wealthy. There

had been instances where people were caught having affairs with clients, much to the dismay of their

spouses. Kim’s first step was being attractive and aspiring to climb the social ladder, cozying up to

Maxwell.

But so far, she hadn’t gained anything from it. She had set her sights on lan long ago and even invited

him to her birthday celebration. However, Maxwell had informed her that he and lan needed to be

closer for him to facilitate an introduction, and she should rely on her own skills.

If they weren’t close, how did Maja end up meeting lan? Kim had missed out on this opportunity, while

Maja had seized it and managed to establish a connection.

Everyone had been striving for the same goal, so why did Maja get to act all superior? It was

sickening.

Kim’s words were clearly directed at Maja; naturally, Maja wouldn’t let it slide. She looked up and

confronted Kim, asking, “Are you talking about me?”

Kim huffed, “If I’m not talking about you, then who else could it be?”

Maja nodded and responded thoughtfully, “No one else has secured an order from lan“.

Every word uttered by Maja felt like a needle pricking Kim. She was furious. “Don’t get cocky! lan

accepted you only because of Maxwell. What does it have to do with you?!” Maxwell, who was standing

nearby, frowned. He knew he didn’t play a significant role in Maja securing the project. It was her own

ability that had impressed lan.

“Kim,” Maxwell intervened, not wanting the atmosphere in the studio to become tense. The studio was

growing, and he recognized that Kim had some talent. Feeling wronged, Kim’s eyes welled up with

tears as she accused Maxwell, “Maxwell, I know you and Maja are college buddies, but you can’t play

favorites.” Kim’s statement resonated with others in the studio, and murmurs of agreement arose.

“I didn’t help with lan’s order. He doesn’t even remember me from high school. Maja earned it on her

own,” Maxwell clarified, hoping to address the misunderstanding. The murmurs in the studio grew, filled

with disbelief. Wasn’t Maxwell supposed to defend Kim?.

Maja couldn’t bear seeing Maxwell in such a difficult position. He always strived to maintain a relaxed

atmosphere in the studio, where everyone treated each other as partners.

Slowly standing up, Maja addressed the room. “If anyone has a problem with this, you can get to know

the client’s preferences, submit your design to Maxwell, and he car pass it on to lan. As for who lan

chooses, that’s entirely up to him.”

Her statement implied that she, too, would submit her design anonymously.

Maja calmly gazed at everyone in the room. “Anyone want to join?”

She knew that many individuals in the studio harbored resentment toward her. But she cared little

about making friends or maintaining relationships because client satisfaction mattered most in the

design industry. If they were unsatisfied, they could lose again..

Upon hearing Maja’s proposition, Kim lost her temper. She slammed her hand on the table and

exclaimed, “Fine! If you’re so confident, let everyone submit their designs anonymously and let lan

choose. Do you think you’re all that? Everyone in this studio graduated from prestigious universities.

Who do you think you are without Maxwell’s favor? lan wouldn’t even give you a second glance!”

Maja’s tone remained calm. “So, are you going to submit your design?”

Kim grew even more furious. She glanced at the others in the room. Everyone was aware of Maja’s

talent. Her designs always won clients over, benefiting everyone in the studio. However, for these

seasoned professionals to benefit from a newcomer wasn’t an achievement to be proud of.

If they agreed to Maja’s proposal and lan still chose her, the embarrassment would be a hundred times

worse than it was now. They might even struggle to maintain their standing in the industry.

It was a gamble.