Chapter 107

“Not a lot of people from the younger generation know his name. It’s nothing weird.”

It was something her mother had told her when she was a child. Her mother had started becoming a
designer because she loved Dila’s work. She had wanted to use the gothic style to prove that dark
jewelry, just like vintage jewelry, had its unique charm.

Willow bit her lip

‘Annoying Maisie, why would she talk about a dead man? She’s just jealous that my designs are
trending.’

“Yes, old Mr. Dila passed away when he was young. I just got into this business not long ago, s o I just
never made the connection.” Willow pretended to look sorry.

Maisie raised her brow. “That’s weird then. If you don’t even know about old Mr. Dila, where did you get
your gothic inspiration from?”

Willow’s face slowly became stiff.

The people around them seemed to be interested in Willow’s answer. The two socialites looked at
Willow.

Willow’s hands curled into fists, and she couldn’t wait to tear up Maisie’s mouth.

It was a burden to bear. Maisie wanted Willow to know the price of taking someone else’s credit. Since
she had chosen this, she was going to take her time annoying her.

This was what she had arranged for her.



“What are you talking about here?”

A woman’s voice sounded, and everyone moved aside to make a path.

Pearl strutted over on her heels, looked at them, and said, “This is a party for socialites, not a jewelry
fair. She’s just a new designer. There’s nothing interesting about that.”



Pearl sized up Willow with disdain in her eyes.

That was her confidence.

Pearl was part of the jewelry business, and her father, Antonio, was well known. Since she was from
the La Perla Group, she had a great status and social standing.

La Perla was only second to Taylor Jewelry and on par with Hailey & Co., but in reality, it was better
than them.

Vaenna of the Vanderbilts was nowhere near them. Furthermore, she was just a new designer who was
just starting to become reputable. Pearl was not concerned about her.

“Pearl, you’re here.”

The two socialites walked next to her. They were no longer interested in Willow. Even if Willow had
‘talent’, she was nothing compared to the heiress of the La Perla Group.

Willow, who was ‘abandoned’, held her fist tighter. Pearl was just the daughter of an elite family. There
was nothing to be proud about.

She would one day know how it felt to be walked over by someone she couldn’t care less about



Pearl suddenly looked at Maisie and Kennedy, and something came to her mind. She arrogantly
walked toward Maisie, “It’s you. The socialite parties have lost their class. Anyone could get in now?”

Maisie was just there for the drama and did not expect the attention to shift to her when Pearl showed
up.

She was a little annoyed.

Mr. Santiago’s daughter didn’t seem to have much in the brains department.

Maisie raised her brow and smiled. “Ms. Santiago, what you said probably offended everyone here.
Everyone here was invited, and this isn’t a party organized by your family either.”


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