Lock You In My Heart

Chapter 419

Vivian finally understood why the most beautiful mushrooms were the most poisonous.

Lolita was a velvet paw.

Behind her innocent and lovely face was a woman shrewder than anyone else.

An angel’s face with a devil’s heart.

“You’re right, Vivian. These natural lines define Mr. Burke’s work. But I bet he used the marine streamline in this work instead of fire rock one, right?

I understood it after you mentioned it. The theme of the Christmas series is romance, but I think it’s more like punkish. There are various themes…

And this sapphire pendant. Is it from South Africa? I heard that it came from medieval Australia and was cut into countless pieces by Master Lena. This one had the most perfect shape, right, Vivian?”

Lolita said, wide-eyed in excitement.

Vivian’s face paled. She had been paying attention to a lot of things in the jewelry industry, from loose diamonds to the freshest designs of the best artisans.

Jewelry making is a huge industry. Numerous products are made every day. How could Vivian keep up with all of that? She had only made something up to impress Lolita and the others, when in fact, she knew nothing about it. But now that Lolita actually knew a lot of this particular piece, Vivian felt tremendously embarrassed.

What a fierce comeback!

“Since you know so much about it, why ask me?” Vivian said, calmly.

It was then she figured out that Lolita came here with a purpose. She deliberately asked Vivian to introduce the pieces so she could see how much Vivian knew and correct her if she made a mistake.

Nothing was more painful to Vivian than to be outsmarted in her own territory.

A newcomer humiliated her in front of so many people, putting her reputation on the line.

“Oh, no, Vivian. I’m not trying to look like a know-it-all. I just happened to recognize some of them, that’s all. Surely, Gabrielle knows more than me.” Lolita turned to her friend. “Gabrielle, did I miss anything just now? Correct me if I’m wrong.”

Gabrielle was amused at her acting. She was sure Lolita knew more about the items than she let on. Nonetheless, Vivian had been caught up in Lolita’s pace.

Her main goal was to give Vivian a dose of her own medicine.

Gabrielle was in on it too. Vivian had been disrespectful to them from the start. She had no one to blame but herself.

“Actually, let me add a little trivia about the sapphire pendant. It was in South Africa once because it was bought by a rich merchant from the country. The diamond wasn’t produced there,” Gabrielle said.

“And about the new theme of this Christmas series, punk would be one of them, and the other style would be magic.”

Gabrielle’s detailed follow-up embarrassed Vi

vian all the more.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see what they were doing.

“You’re Vivian’s juniors, aren’t you? How can you offend your senior like this?”

Vivian had a number of false friends, but there were some who were genuinely on her side. Especially because they relied on her often.

Vivian had been in the industry for a long time, making her a household name. Certainly, she’d had loyal fans and friends. Some minor humiliation wouldn’t destroy her so easily.

Still, it was enough to teach her a lesson. The newcomers were not to be trifled with.

“Offend? Old woman, I think that’s too strong a word. We were simply stating facts about the piece. Even Vivian isn’t complaining, so why are you all fired up? Our seniors taught us to be modest and ask for advice. Don’t pretend to understand if you don’t.” Lolita held her ground.

The lady looked at Lolita angrily. Women hate it the most when they’re called old and ugly, especially by another woman.

She was younger than Vivian. How could Lolita call her “old woman”?

“You talk big for someone who’s bending all the rules. You need to be tamed before you ruin the atmosphere surrounding this field. One relies on men to get her position, and the other is an uneducated hag. We don’t need people like you in the jewelry industry.”

“What, are you schooling us?” Lolita glared at her.

At this moment, people took notice of what was happening.

Lolita and Gabrielle didn’t care, but Vivian wanted the ground to swallow her whole.

“It’s only right to school you on behalf of Vivian. You better know your places. In this career, not just anyone can do a good job.”

Lolita swiped a glass of wine and was about to throw it onto the young lady, but Gabrielle stopped her. “Lolita, calm down.”

Lolita resisted, but she was still holding the glass.

“You’re going to teach us a lesson?” Gabrielle pulled Lolita behind her and stared the woman down coldly.

“What right do you have to do so? We respect seniority. But please learn to accept your mistakes. Just because someone started this career earlier than anyone doesn’t mean they’re always right,” Gabrielle confidently said.

Her words were like daggers stabbing into Vivian’s body. The more Gabrielle spoke, the more stupid Vivian felt.

With so many ears listening, she was devastated.

“What arrogance!”

Slap!

In an instant, a pool of red stained the floor. Lolita threw the wine on the woman’s face, the droplets splattering on Vivian’s white gown.

Vivian and the woman were stunned, and the people around them were also confused by the sudden situation. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Bitch, you’re going to get it!” The woman screamed, pouncing on Lolita and Gabrielle.