*The masked champion *
Emily reached home finding Harris and Rajeev talking about the competition. Rajeev's expression turned sour as he glanced at her. He didn't know why, but he hadn't liked her from their first meeting. He turned to Harris and they continued chatting. "These competitions were my niece's dreams," he said, his tone cold. Harris nodded, a tinge of sadness on his face. "Yeah, Heiley always said she'd be the number one designer in the country. If she was here, I know she'd make her dreams come true." The air felt heavy. Emily plastered a sweet smile on her face as she greeted them. Harris gave her a warm smile. "Hey, Emily! How was your visit? How is she?" Rajeev, though, just nodded curtly, his expression unyielding. Emily sat down beside Harris as the two continued talking. Rajeev's voice was
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