Chapter 271
Chapter 271:
Delilah’s expression turned sour. She quickly signaled to the supporters she had arranged to be there.
“What is this, exactly? No gemstones, no sparkle—can this even be considered jewelry?”
“Right! It’s just plain silver with some lines. How did this make it into the exhibition?”
“Delilah’s bracelet is clearly the superior piece. The craftsmanship and creativity are evident.”
The hired supporters wasted no time, showering Delilah’s design with over-the-top compliments while criticizing Janice’s design.
From the sidelines, Laurie observed the unfolding drama without remorse, relishing the manipulation. She reveled in seeing Janice’s work diminished, eager for Janice to understand that despite her talent, she couldn’t surpass the Edwards family on her own.
“What nonsense are they spewing?” Sierra’s razor-sharp wit couldn’t be contained any longer. “If you can’t grasp basic aesthetics, maybe ‘Sesame Street’ is more your speed. Perfect for idiots like yourselves!”
Janice blinked, caught off guard by Sierra’s caustic response.
Noticing her surprise, Sierra leaned in and whispered, “College forums and late-night video binges taught me well.”
Janice arched an eyebrow. It all made sense now—even coming from the prestigious Ramirez family couldn’t tame Sierra’s rebellious spirit. The seeds of defiance had taken root long ago.
“Just who do you think you are?” A man stormed forward, his face flushed with anger. “Are you actually discriminating against guests at your own exhibition?”
“Yeah! Does Delgado Jewelry make you think you’re too good for us now? Without our support, those fancy designs of yours would collect dust!”
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The hired crowd’s protests grew louder.
“Tell me, am I wrong? Anyone with even a shred of aesthetic sense can see that bracelet’s superiority.” Sierra’s voice remained ice-cold. “And your outrage…” Her gaze turned meaningfully to Delilah. “You all reek of paid performers following a script.”
The hired rabble-rousers faltered, panic flickering across their faces. They were mercenaries of opinion, after all—caring nothing for aesthetics, merely praising Delilah’s work because their paychecks demanded it.
“Something’s not adding up here.” A voice cut through the tension. “Their earlier comparisons of the bracelets felt hollow—praise without substance, criticism without merit.”
“You’re right! I noticed it too but chalked it up to different tastes since we’re all here for the exhibition. Now though, I’m having second thoughts.”
The murmurs of suspicion rippled through the crowd, causing beads of sweat to form on Delilah’s forehead. Quickly composing herself, she painted on a picture of wounded innocence. “Everyone, this exhibition represents a prestigious collaboration between Delgado Jewelry and Freak Design. Our standards are impeccable. How could there possibly be any deception?”
She cast a venomous glance at Janice, her voice dripping with calculated sweetness. “Actually, Janice and I have been at odds lately. It’s only natural she’d be displeased. But don’t let our personal grievances taint this exhibition.”
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