Chapter 245

William Jackson's face glowed with excitement as he immediately instructed the butler to prepare a celebration banquet for that evening.

[Oh my god! Isabella actually won!]

[She's the pride of our domestic design industry!]

[But honestly, her work still lacks the depth of Elia's peak-era creations.]

[What do you know? Elia's been retired for years. Give Isabella time and she'll surpass her!]

The online debate grew increasingly heated.

Isabella stared at her phone screen, a cold smirk playing on her lips. She quickly typed out a Weibo post: "Elia will always be my role model. I wouldn't dare compare myself to her."

The humble statement instantly garnered countless likes.

"Mom, let's invite Evelyn tonight," Isabella suddenly suggested.

Victoria Farley's expression darkened. "Why would we invite her? Hasn't she done enough to hurt you?"

Memories of Evelyn's actions made Victoria's chest heave with anger.

"We're still family," Isabella murmured, fingers tracing the scar on her leg, her eyes glinting with something dark. "I want her to see how far I've come."

Victoria squeezed her daughter's hand. "You're too kind for your own good."

"By the way, did you get Elia's autograph?" Victoria lowered her voice. "All the society ladies will be there tonight..."

Isabella's fingers twitched.

"I'll try again," she forced a smile.

Victoria excitedly planned her outfit for the evening—tonight, the world would see what an exceptional daughter she'd raised!

Meanwhile, Evelyn Sullivan had just stepped through her front door when the design competition results notification arrived.

Her phone rang abruptly.

"I heard Isabella won?" Victoria's voice crackled through the receiver.

"And?" Evelyn's tone remained calm.