The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 477

"No need to thank me. If you didn’t meet the standards, I wouldn't be able to give a compliment even if I was asked,” Mr. Reed said, sounding like he was in a good mood.

Susan had been known for being Mrs.

Shaw all these years rather than for her own talent. Not many people knew this.

When she made the top ten finalists for the Locke Award, news surged in Canada. After all, the Locke Award was like the Nobel Prize for designers. Forget about making the top ten, even making it to the top 100 meant that one was an exceptional designer.

In the past, Canadians had never made it past the top three in the competition. Top-ten designers were scarce too. Susan's current result was already a rare achievement.

As Susan’s mentor, Mr. Reed shared the honor as well, which explained his good mood. He was always strict, so his rare shower of compliments delighted Susan.

"What do you think about the final, though, Susie?” asked Mr. Reed.

"Hmm?" Susan did not grasp what he meant.

Mr. Reed was blunt. "As usual, no matter how good you are, your ranking for the Locke Award won't be high. The chances of you making the top three aren't good. I suggested that you take part because I wanted you to exercise your skill. Now that you've reached a standard of your own, you'll only be a stepping stone for the others by participating in the final. I don’t think there’s much meaning to continuing t o participate.”

Mr. Reed spoke the truth, but after reaching this stage, Susan was unwilling to give up just like this. Like Mr. Reed had said, she would only become a stepping stone if she continued her journey in the competition. She was really reluctant to be a stepping stone.

Susan gritted her teeth. "Mr. Reed, let me consider it."

"Sure, decide on your own. It doesn't matter whether you participate or not,” answered Mr. Reed.

Upon hanging up, Susan was absorbed in her thoughts while staring at the table filled with stacks of design drafts.

She had always been gifted in design.

Back when she had been in college, her results had been the best. When she had graduated, she had been the only person to make it into the design department of Lanyard, the biggest company in Ningcheng City back then.

Despite her involvement with Julian, she had interviewed for her spot and managed t o be recruited at her own expense by Lanyard.

After a year of training, her vast improvement had made her the best person in Lanyard's design department. Lanyard had been one of Canada's top construction companies. Since she had been the best there, she was already one of her generation's elites in this field in the country.

When she had met her mentor Mr. Reed later, her ability had slowly surpassed her peers and she had caught up to her seniors.

In the three years that she had stayed reticent, she had studied the works of famous designers wholeheartedly and gradually blended and processed them into her unique style, hinting that she was becoming a master.

Finally, after two months' worth of Cliff's intensive training, her potential was forced out of her. Susan was at top form right now. If the fairness of the Locke Award was guaranteed, Susan was confident that she stood a chance to become the champion.

In spite of this, the unspoken rules dictated that she would watch this honor pass her b y

Susan clenched her fists, feeling indignant.

She did not have to win the Locke Award, but she had worked hard for it. It was only natural that she wanted to receive something equal in return. It was only human!

Susan sat for a long time before she opened the chat box and sent a message to Mr.

Reed. "Mr. Reed, I'd still like to try.”