In the hotel room, Charlotte leaned back against the sofa, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, tilting her head as she leisurely flipped through the documents Emily had brought.
Her gaze fell on the competition list, her eyes narrowing slightly.
She remembered correctly; it was the Nanbeuge Jewelry Competition in mid-July of last year. She had withdrawn halfway through, and Jones, the most promising contestant at the time, had lived up to expectations and won the championship.
Despite only meeting him once, Charlotte vaguely remembered that Jones's personality contrasted with his name. He was humble and personable.
She didn't expect Amelia to know such a low-key and outstanding designer.
Moreover, judging by Amelia's demeanor, their relationship was unusual.
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